I progressed past infancy and strode towards independence. With maturity came articulation and a growing skill set to care for myself. Each new competency offered a sense of accomplishment and also a sense of responsibility. Not only could I handle the issues of life but I embraced the responsibility to do so! I discovered ambition and self-sufficiency. Since no life is immune to disappointment or limitations, the independence I earned with my growing up, was tainted with a spirit of fear and distrust. Maturity has its plus and minus. And then I heard the invitation of Jesus.
Jesus calls me to return to a place I thought I had left. If I am going to enter and understand His Kingdom, it won't be through my earned degrees, levels of competency or the independence life has led me to. I will have to accept the reversal of my natural defaults. I will have to be infantile once more. What does that mean? It means admitting the needs of my soul are beyond my ability. I am keenly aware of them - but powerless to do anything about them. All I can do is cry out from the depths of heart - often at night. It means that there will be many things around me and within me cloaked with mystery. I will have to accept the not knowing. It means that I won't always be able to put into words the things I want or need. And also, I won't always understand the Voice that speaks. Finding myself overwhelmed by matters I cannot control or create, I am left to learn faith. Like a child I learn to trust the Arms that lift me. I will be fed. I will be protected. I will be comforted and healed. God does not abandon His children. He is never deaf to their cries or occupied with greater matters. I can rest secure in a love which holds me. You can too. So stop squirming. Abandon the tools of independence. Being mature is not the same as being your own master. Become as a child. Stay as a child. This is the way of His Kingdom.