I’ve seen children throw temper tantrums so ferociously that they’ve induced vomiting. I’ve watched a child punch another child in the nose over a toy car.  Indeed, I’ve been punched in the nose by a 4 year old because I refused to let him hit another child.  For the record children are really not that intelligent.  One of mine drank liquid laundry detergent because she mistook it for Gatorade.  My son got upset, cried and stormed out of the room when I praised him for not being a racist.  And kids can be real jerks.  They’ll eat your secret candy stash if they find it.  Let’s be honest the only reason you need a secret candy stash is because of kids (okay and your spouse)!

These are the thoughts that go through my head every time I come across this passage:

Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 18:1-11.

But then I think of the note Jaron stuffed in my suit jacket the last time I left for a week long conference.  He wrote it in his own hand: “I miss you already dad Skype so we can talk.” It was accompanied by a sad face.  I think of the times I’ve had to discipline my kids when they were little: “stand in that corner until you are ready to behave!”  Then on that same day they’ll tell you they love you.  Maybe it’s their short memories but kids forgive readily and love freely.  When was the last time I told my Heavenly Father I loved him and is there an equivalent note I can stuff in his pocket?