“Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them and said, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven…'” Matthew 18:2,3.
When Holly, host of Spiritual Journey Thursday, mentioned that she was intending to write about CHILDLIKENESS in her SJT post today, I immediately thought of what Jesus said in Matthew 18. I also remembered a poem I wrote a few years ago. “Converting to Childhood” has some of my ideas of what Jesus may have meant when he talked to his disciples about being converted and becoming as little children. What do you think He meant?

Converting to Childhood
Jesus: “… unless you are converted and become as little children
you will by no means enter the Kingdom of Heaven.” Matthew 18:3
You lose sophistication and veneer
and become clear
sing, skip and play
easily laugh and cry
then fall asleep without a care
for Daddy is nearby.
No longer do you worry
about whether there will be
food to eat, clothes to wear
how to get from here to there.
You’re malleable clay again
learning your family’s ways and graces.
And once again you fit
into small places.
© 2007 by V. Nesdoly
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This poem is linked to Spiritual Journey Thursday, hosted by Holly Mueller at Reading, Teaching, Learning.
Violet, I love this poem, as well as the photo of your grandson and son-in-law(?)
Good meditation to start the new year.
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Thanks, Jill! And Happy New Year to you, my friend.
Yes, that’s who the people are.
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Oh Violet I love this line about becoming clear especially! And also fitting into small spaces. How wonderful, the many ways one can interpret that line! Thank you!
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Violet – such a perfect photo to accompany your wise poem!
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I’m admiringly shaking my head and gratefully smiling, wondering: How do you do it? So many amazing poems that make me smile, knowingly, that you know the Secret, and reveal the Mystery to us! I love the idea that grownups play when sophisticated veneer is gone! Your poetry, reflecting your sensitive spirit, is a blessing! Thank you!
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