I am always intrigued to follow our grandson, Gideon, around the house and watch quietly.
He finds things I overlook. He takes such delight in simple things. He loves opening and closing cabinets, flipping strings on blinds around, beating on a bowl, or just watching how the sunlight changes the shadows on the wall.
Today I watched as he went to the bottom of the stairs and looked up with joy. I prepared to distract him from going upstairs.
However, he simply looked up and talked in toddler talk, as if he were talking to someone. He paused at intervals as if he was listening to someone talk back. I saw no one.
I did not do the usual “Grandma. photographs or videos every moment of his life” thing. I felt I was witnessing a holy, intimate encounter … a fragile peek into a world not known by me or perhaps once known, but forgotten.
Gideon make several trips back to the foot of the steps, each time expressing great joy in reporting his latest discoveries.
Speaking of children, Jesus said, “I tell you that they have angels in heaven who are always with my Father in heaven. “
Jesus also said we should allow the little children to come unto Him. He said, “The kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”
I don’t know if Gideon was talking to Jesus or one of his angels. But I know when I look up those steps from now on, I will be thinking of who may be there. And I will be calling forth my inner child.
Jesus also said, “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”
I’m ready to follow Gideon into The Kingdom!