Little
voices, wandering feet, wiggling bodies, eager smiles. Four weeks of preschool, and already these
little beauties are tugging at my heart strings. Eighteen tiny friends, some new and some familiar.
This wise
“old lady” thought a new school year would be all about circle time, centers
and snack. I thought I would be basking
in the glow of alphabet learning, book loving and tempera painting. I envisioned singing voices, untied shoe
laces and tooshies tucked neatly into cubbies. But yesterday, my infinitely clever Heavenly
Father showed me that I am a foolish and limited dreamer.
The children
in our preschool class have been enthusiastically sharing something with each
other…their bibles. First one student
brought hers to share, then another, then another. Our teacher, who knows how important these
treasures are to the children, lovingly reads a story from every special
bible.
One little
girl, while carefully holding her bible, told me something unforgettable. She said,
“This is my bible. God’s in there.”
It was one
of those moments that puts everything into perspective. Simple concept, right? Its
true, of course! At first I nodded and
agreed, “Yes, He is in there!” But as we lined up to walk to the playground, my
mind began to swim with the enormous, simple, wondrous truth to her statement:
God is in
His Word! All scripture is the God breathed, infallible word of God. Our Heavenly Father has promised to come to
us in scripture. It is not merely words on a page or a historical account of events. Christ speaks to us through His
word!
So when this
innocent little girl told me God was in her bible, I began to realize a few
things.
First, I
often forget the power of scripture. Where else can I go to hear my Father
speaking to ME? I need Him every day. I
can open my bible and read HIS words, and know He is with me. He is comforting
me and leading me. He is there. Such a small child had spoken such an important
truth.
Second, this
old lady had a pretty narrow vision of “who would be teaching who” this year in
the four year old preschool classroom! There is no limit to God, no person he
cannot reach, no method he cannot use.
I looked at
these small blue eyes, so joyful and proud of her prized possession, and I saw
Jesus. I saw how He works through all of
us, even little children. He has a
message to share and He WILL share it. I
cannot put limits on Him.
And the most
beautiful part of this story…Jesus is living in her tender and open little
heart. Oh Savior, may you always live
there!
