Big Men and Little Dreams

Have you ever talked to little children and ask them what they want to be when they grow up (I still get that question myself)? The answers are always enlightening: superhero, richest man in the world, miss America, or like my daddy. Let's take a look at that last one for a minute. Jesus said, "I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it (Luke 18:17; Mark 10:15; Matt. 19:14)." This was an occasion that so shocked the disciples that they all recorded it. Why was it shocking? These were men who sat at Jesus' feet, the Messiah, for several years now. Wouldn't they get the preferential treatment. Why would Jesus consider children to be so important to him. One answer, and if you have been around me any amount of time you know what's coming........ FAITH. Children have very few restrictions. Belief, not blind, that what God says is true. Jesus has this habit throughout the Gospels of praising people for their faith. This requires a portion of life that makes us all a little precarious. That which is unknown, unseen, and in some cases unheard of. Remember what it was like when you first experienced the grace of an all-loving and all-powerful God? Comfort, joy, peace, and a vision and passion that would not be quenched. What happened? Many of us have lost the faith and dreams that our God is really as big as He says He is. This brings me to asking myself: how big are my dreams for what He can do? God has gifted us all to bring Him glory and seek His kingdom. "The question we each must answer is not 'why did God give that brother or sister more than me in this area?' but rather 'what am I going to do with what I've got (J.P. Moreland).'" How is it that we are going to dream these dreams, moving out of the ordinary into His world? Loving Him with all our heart, soul and mind. This includes us being mindful that this is the same God that made the lame walk, the blind see, the deaf hear, and the dead rise. That has to make me ask myself, "what was I complaining about again?" Big men with little dreams and big complaints and a little god.