“But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.” -Mark 10:14
Tonight I saw something that deeply touched my heart. Not a well scripted show or a thought-out story. Tonight I witnessed two very young boys praying, sobbing and interceding for their friend – hands lifted upward toward Heaven. Even after the music ceased they remained, praying – sobbing. When the sanctuary had emptied and the time threatened, they remained. At that moment I believe a pastor was born, an evangelist, perhaps an apostle. Compassion was loosed and the anointing fell. The true tenderness of innocence released a pureness – no show, no pressure, no guilt drove their motives – just compassion – a Spirit lead appointment with Jesus.
How many times have we adults seen the hurting at the altar, but pulled away because of schedules and pre-set agendas. How many times have we been in serious prayer, only to turn it off as a household appliance when the music ceased? How many times did we seem sincerely concerned, as long as certain eyes lingered our way, hoping for a break and release with each prayer.
I stood outside and watched as they left the tabernacle, headed for their camp dorm rooms; bibles familiarly under their arms, pages worn, bookmarks poking out here and there. Arm in arm they headed away, eyes still red, but a prominent glow surrounded them. I thanked God for that touch, for that innocence.
Still, I was ashamed. Ashamed that these young boys had a relationship with My God that I so desired and a compassion for others that I strove for, but had not yet found.
Thank you Jesus for that glimpse into a perfect moment dedicated completely to You. Bless them Lord, for touching Your face unhesitatingly. Lord, help me to meet the challenge.
Written 6-24-2004
Linda J. Humes 
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