Sometimes there are things in life that absolutely make you stop in your tracks and just feel the moment.
A marriage proposal.
The birth of a baby.
A feeling of complete fear.
The death of a loved one.
Being told your child is going to live through a life altering accident.
A natural disaster.
A major event.
Being told that your child is suspended from church.
Wait ... what? okay... maybe that last one doesn't really belong on that list. But let me tell you something... it will certainly evoke some feelings!
Apparently, in some places, children shouldn't act like children.
The child in question isn't perfect.
He was suspended from church for wiping snot on another child. This is not appropriate. I do not condone it or encourage it.
The other child that was on the recieving end of the issue... well... their parent complained that the kid with the nose issue was "bullying."
Not playing. Not being childish. Not horseplaying.
Bullying.
In turn, in an effort to appease the child's parents, another child was Suspended. From. Church.
My big question.... where was the supervision? There were numerous adults in the room... why not stop the boys from horseplaying? why not use it as a teaching moment for all the kids or at least the two kids involved?
Why take away a child's learning of the Word?
Why take a chance destroying their young Faith?
Normally, I wouldn't get so agitated at something like this... but I am. And here's where I stand.
In Matthew 19:14 Jesus said "Let the little children come unto me..."
And you know what?
I think he meant ALL children.
I think he meant those who bring their Bibles to church and ones that don't.
I think he meant those who's parents tithe and those who's parents just drop them off and don't attend church themselves.
I think he meant the ones who learn their memory verse, the ones who are starving, the ones in lace or collared shirts, the ones who visit once with a friend, the ones who have attended every single Sunday since birth, and the ones who have never darkened the doors.
I think he also meant the snotty nose ones who play around and act like children.
I believe that because I mess up and Jesus still loves me. I believe it because if I leave this Earth today I want to go knowing that I taught my boys that Jesus loves them. No matter what. Even on mess up days. Sinful events. That they can turn to Him and go to His Word at any time they want. That they won't be punished and shunned and outcast and seperated from His Love or from learning His Word. How damaged, how condemned, how lost we would all be if that were the case...
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