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By Christine Pitts
It had been quite a while since I’d had a hair cut and it had grown too long for comfort in the hot weather and was also making it difficult to fit my hearing aids into my ears and get my glasses on, so when my daughter came round she offered to cut it for me. Sitting in the middle of the kitchen, hair seemed to be flying all over the place as the scissors snipped and snipped endlessly; large grey piles of hair appeared all over the floor much to the joy and amusement of 4 year old granddaughter, Susie, who kept skipping around with excited shouts of laughter as she tried to catch it scattering the hair further and further around the kitchen.
My half drunk cup of tea which I’d foolishly left on the worktop nearby became undrinkable as it slowly filled up with hair! The draining board was full of washing up waiting to be done after our lunch and everything felt such a mess and very chaotic, but as I sat there in the midst of all the chaos I suddenly realised how beautiful it is to see things through the eyes of a small child, it wasn’t a mess to her but fun, and how blessed I am to be surrounded by the love of my family; the mess suddenly no longer mattered, I just felt filled with joy.
The hair cut finished Susie and I went in the garden to play. Sadly the garden is another rather messy, chaotic place with overgrown trees and hedges, plenty of weeds and grass that never seems to stop growing in this summery weather. I looked at the garden despondently thinking what a dreadful mess it was and what an impossible task it felt to be able to make it tidy and beautiful again, but then Susie discovered what enormous fun it was to pick daisies and dandelions, buttercups, clover and other wild flowers, even blades of grass were exciting to pick, and the more I looked the more I realised just how much beauty there was hiding amongst all the overgrown mess, and in the midst of it all there was another exciting world to discover full of snails, slugs, and insects of every shape, size and colour. Once again I felt filled with joy, God’s creation is absolutely amazing when we really look at it, and again it was through the eyes of a small child that I was able to look beyond the mess and find the beauty.
Jesus loved little children, when Mothers wanted to bring their children to Jesus the disciples tried to send them away but Jesus said: “Let the little children come to me for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these” (Matthew 19:14) He also said: “Unless you change and become like little children you will never receive the kingdom of heaven” (Matthew 18:3).
Sometimes our lives can become messy and chaotic, we may find ourselves facing difficult circumstances which cause us to feel stressed and despondent. When we focus our minds on the difficulties we become weighed down with worry and are easily blinded to the things God wants to show us and teach us, but Jesus wants us to change and become like little children who know how to enjoy the moment and don’t worry about things that might or might not happen in the future, they trust their lives into the care of their parents or guardians. Jesus wants us to give him our complete lives, to share with him every moment, every thought, to give him our worries, and then to trust him for the future. In Matthew 6 Jesus tells us to look at the birds who are fed by God, the flowers of the field that grow all on their own to become even more beautiful than Solomon in all his splendour, because if God cares so much for flowers that are here today and gone tomorrow how much more will be care for us. When we trust him in all things he will help us to find beauty out of the chaos.
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