Had I no little feet to guide
Along life's toilsome way,
My own more frequently might slide,
More often go astray.
But when I meet my baby's eyes,
At God's own bar I stand,
And angels draw me t'ward the skies
While baby holds my hand.
Even though God calls us to maturity as Christians, and urges us to grow and feast on the meat of the Word and not just the milk, there is simultaneously the encouragement in Scripture to become like little children (Matt. 18:3). I am touched by Rosie’s innocence and humility, and thankful for this little child in my life as a daily reminder of these virtues.
For example, I’ve been studying the book of James the past few months and trying to apply his hard teachings on partiality. And lately, Rosie’s been outdoing me. J
Rosie is friendly to just about everyone we meet; it doesn’t matter if it’s the delivery guy in the elevator who doesn’t speak our language, or the man on the train who smells funny, or our lesbian neighbor, or a mentally challenged visitor at church. She sees all people alike. And though I can easily convince myself that I’ve mastered the temptation to show favoritism, I can see in Rosie so clearly where I need to be—at least in this area.
Of course children are not the standard for virtuous living. In fact, they are very far from it! But any good we see in them is simply Christ in them. He is our standard, our perfect picture of righteous living, our image of the invisible God. And there is no partiality with Him (Eph 6:9). God is no respecter of persons (Acts 10:34).
What about you?