Summary: What did Jesus really mean when He said we must become like little children?
Finding the Lost World of Wonder
The past few months have been very interesting for me. As many of you know, Charity and I have been student teaching this past semester. It was the last hoorah before we were able to graduate. At the onset of the semester, we were given the first school and grade level we were to be placed at. As it turned out, Charity and I both were in 4th grade.
Now the middle school age groups are more my comfort zone, but I thought I could handle 4th grade and, thankfully, I did. It was a great experience, the students were great, and I felt very comfortable with the age group.
We spent 7 weeks with the 4th graders and then prepared to move on to our next placement. I didn’t know what grade I had until I walked on to the TN Tech campus at Cookeville and received the white sheet of paper that spelled out my fate for the next seven weeks. My eyes quickly scanned the paper until at last I found the grade level I was going to be placed with. To my utter shock, it was the age group I feared the most…1st grade.
Charity was rejoicing, this is what she loves, and I was making the decision to switch majors. But I went in with both feet forward. And I can confidently say that after spending 7 weeks with the little first graders, I can declare that I would still never want to teach first grade.
Throughout this time I was treated to new adventures that I had not witnessed before with such great quantity. The young 6 and 7 year olds would run up to me or raise their hands and say things like, “He has 2 pencils on his desk and he’s only suppose to have one. She won’t stop looking at me. He bumped into me. He took my place in line. He won’t play with me.” And the list goes on and on and on.
I became frustrated. After all, I was a student teacher. I had bright ideas. I was ready to teach these children and cause their minds to be set on fire with curiosity and interest in all sorts of things they had never dreamed about. And here I was, tying shoes, sharpening pencils, replacing glue sticks, and trying to solve the tragedies that came into their lives—even if only it was having 2 pencils on a desk instead of just one.
But the more I have been around children--this young group of 1st graders, the kids here at the Church, and other kids, the more I have tried to watch them. For quite sometime I have tried to figure out what exactly Jesus our Lord was talking about when He told His disciples that the Kingdom of Heaven didn’t belong to the ones who held the heaviest sword, conquered the most land, made the most money, or acted the most happy, but the Kingdom of Heaven belonged to children.
This was especially striking given the circumstances of the time in which Jesus’ Disciples lived. Children were not highly regarded. Children were often viewed as mischievous, uneducated, unintelligent, and inadequate. After all, Jesus had the highest ranking Rabbis, leaders of the Law, Sadducees, and Pharisees clamoring for His attention, insight, and solutions to history old problems.