All this talk of childlike-ness has been perculating around my brain quite a lot in the last month or so. In the process I have come to realize, that I don't really have any fond or wonderful childhood Christmas memories. Christmas time for me has always been associated with loss, tension, obligation & a nagging feeling that something rather fundamental was lacking in the whole deal. It was when I felt most like a misfit, unimportant & unseen. Wonder seems to have leaked through the floor of my little life.
Wonder only flourishes when you feel safe & loved & secure.
I am having another go & learning to be childlike again.
Things are becoming simpler nowadays.
I've discovered childlikeness means you notice stuff, you happily live in the moment & with an open heart.
You don't just walk past the toadstools in the lawn & sometimes you make daisy chains.
You never consider why you love raspberries but hate liver & would not dream of apologising for such preferences.
All this has made me pause & consider just how many other little ones might be out there feeling insecure & displaced & sad this Christmas...with all the peace, joy & goodwill floating about it's quite easy to feel that such things belong only to others & that nobody wants to hear that you're actually feeling sad & in fact not really merry at all.
These days I am finally silencing the voices of the critics (inner & outer) & learning just to be..
sometimes there is even joy..
maybe, moments of childlike abandon
via we heart itI do vividly recall, long ago, however, a peculiar feeling that came over me when I was told at Sunday school about Jesus & the Kingdom of Heaven. I decided then..that's the place I want to be...always.
The other day I found this little book for a few cents.
and in it was my favourite Sunday school song "All Things Bright & Beautiful"
And here is my epiphany:
The entranceway is a most unusual shape.
Adults who think they're in charge just won't fit, no matter how much they push & shove & grizzle.
I guess if you're a big person you might have to consider kneeling or maybe bow your head to get through. You certainly can't take a whole pile of your stuff with you, including your own self importance.
Gratitude eases the way... a lot,
and spontaneous is good.
All you have to do is be humble of heart
and you get to stand on the other side, bright & free.
There you'll find that Jesus is King
via tumblr..the King who was born in a stable one Christmas day, long, long ago.
Now, that, is precious and wonder-full, don't you think?!
Do pop in to Pom Pom's Ponderings on your way for some other thoughts on a childlike Christmas. It's a grand thing to consider...childlikeness.