Jesus said, “…unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of Heaven.” I know that the Lord is omniscient and omnipresent, but this verse makes me think he’s not watching my house very closely. Become like children? So that means whine and throw a fit when I don’t get a piece of candy. Leave doors open, lights on, and toys all over the place. Hit or bite anyone who gets in the way of what I want. We’re supposed to become like children to get into Heaven? Thankfully, we have a gracious and merciful God who forgives us just as He forgives those children. Maybe my view of “children” needs adjusted. Become like children: Run through the door grinning and excited because I just memorized four Bible verses and got two jewels at Awana. Say, “But I really want to stay for Sunday school,” when told we have to leave early. Be thankful for all things in prayer, even cutting the heads off chickens (yes, my four-year old thanked God for that in his bedtime prayer after a weekend of butchering chickens). Give love on demand (in the form of toddler hugs and sloppy kisses) and sometimes even by surprise to those who don’t ask. Believe that my parents (our Heavenly Father) love me unconditionally, protect me at all costs, and desire only what’s best for me (even in disciplining). Sometimes I forget how much my kids can teach me. I need to have a desire for learning, memorizing, and sharing God’s word. Sunday school and small groups provide fellowship and growth; they should be a priority not an extra activity that gets cut when I’m too busy. Gratitude needs to be in my every breath. I should show Christ’s love to each person who passes through my day. I need to trust God wholeheartedly and give Him control of each moment. So I’m supposed to be more like children; this may be a little more difficult than I thought. Someday, though, like my kids curl up and snuggle in my lap, I will sit on my loving Father’s lap with all the love, adoration, safety, and comfort that I see in my children’s eyes. He will look down on me with a smile on his face and say, “I love you, daughter.” And I will feel like a child.