When I was little, I loved climbing trees. I was a good climber, able to balance well on a rather weak looking branch. My problem wasn't climbing trees--it was getting out of them. I could fearlessly climb as high as the clouds (or what seemed to be, in my small mind) without a consideration of how I'd get down. I was confident on how I'd get down, because I knew I'd just call out to my dad and he'd pluck me out of the tree and set me safely on firm ground. He'd never failed to get me down before when I'd asked, why would he change that?
Matthew 18:3 says, "And He said: 'I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.'" God never changes. He's the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Can't we have that same childlike faith we had as children and trust that He'll take care of us?
Kayla Joy
