There was a certain elderly pastor whom I loved dearly as a spiritual grandfather. He was simple, original and fun to be with. He preached the Word of God faithfully in a small church up on Squaw Mountain, near the border of Texas and Oklahoma, where many Red Indians once lived. The pulpit was also the place he stood preaching when the Lord took him home. His last recorded words still bring great faith, hope and love.

I remembered going visitation with him to the hospital one Sunday after service. His love and concern for His sheep was an example to follow. He did not sing from the diaphragm, he sang from his heart.

It was the first Sunday of April in 1995, and the clock was wound forward one hour for Daylight Saving. We went to the church on time, but everyone else was late by at least sixty minutes. Most Americans would not notice this time switch till they missed their favorite television programs. I went up to the piano and played the hymn "Jesus Loves Me." He wept.

Once I used his lawnmower to cut the grass in his garden. I hit a rock and the engine stopped. Without a grudge, he overturned the machine and realigned the belt. Smiling ear to ear, he was always full of the joy of the Lord. This godly man really amazed me. One of the secrets of his ministry is never to lose the wonderment of Christ. Fresh manna daily. No stale bread. Rejoicing in the Lord always!

Jesus revealed this truth that unless we are converted and become as little children, we will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Remember none of the men who came out of Egypt, from twenty years old and above, reached the Promised Land, except Caleb and Joshua (Num 14:29-30). Only their kids entered in.

Some truths are hard to swallow. To receive truth all at once may be too strong for any of us to handle. Truth always demands change. A full dosage will immediately put to death the old nature of man. Instead of facing truth, some of us find it easier to stone the true prophets, crucify the Christ and maintain our facade of untruth. That’s why some people think that the Bible has a lot of hidden meanings when the truth is being clearly written and plainly declared. Unless we accept its face value, anything deeper below will also devalue.

Becoming little children does not mean that we act childishly, it simply requires us to have childlike faith in God. We have become too sophisticated and complicated for God to move in our lives. Too many terms and conditions, and too many ifs and buts. We are puffed up with spiritual knowledge and pride.

With a child, all things are possible. The world is a wonderland! The rainbow will appear after the rain. The ugly caterpillar will turn into a butterfly. Even angels without wings fly. The ants eat the termites. Little David conquers and kills giant Goliath. The Red Sea will part! And nothing is too difficult for Father God!

A child has flexible timetables. Whenever he has an interest or a desire, he will find the times and efforts to pursue them, giving his parents no rest until he gets what he wants. And he remembers the promises of his parents very well. That’s perseverance in the purest sense. Most adults give up even before trying!

Our world is full of problems. To be honest, we do not have all the solutions! But there is something we can do – solve those we have at hand. It is time to call God "Daddy" again. And it is a good place to start over again!

Hey, kids, what’s a bow without arrows?
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