This morning in church, I heard a little girl singing a song that caught me off guard. This Sunday is Easter Sunday and while normally on the 3rd Sunday the youth run the service, this time, because so much was going on, they were only allowed to sing one song.
As these children ranging in age from about 5 to possible 11 entered the stage, the musicians began to play the prelude to their song. It sounded familiar, so in my head I went through a litany of songs that they could have possibly been singing, “Jesus Loves the Little Children”, no that’s not it. “At the Cross” or “He Rose,” …. No, not either of those. I went through all the child appropriate Easter Sunday songs and still the song alluded me. Once they had all taken their place, I finally realized what the song was and I was in disbelief.
The song was titled “Take Me to the King” by Tamela Mann. The lyrics go something like this, “truth is, I’m tired. Options are few. I’m trying to pray but where are you? I’m all churched out. Hurt and abused. I can’t fake. What’s left to do?” Now, as an older adult who has survived divorce, raising a child alone, mental abuse, stress, loss, etc. I have in the past related to this song. So, had an adult sang this song, it might have struck me differently, but to hear this young child sing it just didn’t sit well with me. At first, I thought this is entirely inappropriate for a child; then the Holy Spirit started showing me another perspective.
It was as if in that moment, the spirit spoke to me and said open your eyes and see; what I saw broke my heart. You see, it showed me that a child being molested might find this song appropriate for their lives. It showed me that child being physically abused by a parent might relate to this song. It showed me that a child having to raise him/herself and care for their siblings because their parents were addicted to drugs, this child might find a reason to sing this song. My concern over the lack of appropriateness was immediately replaced by the reality of the world we live in and my heart broke.
Today on this Easter Sunday, I pray for the innocent children. Today I pray, that those of us who are adults in the body of Christ, remember that we are Christ in this world; we are His hands, His feet, we are His Body. Let nothing stop us from showing the little children Christ. Help us to remember that it is our job to uplift them when they are tired, to guide them when they are lost and to prevent that spark of light that is within them from dying. Help us to remember that no matter the age, we are all subject to suffering and are always in need of savior. Help us to always have hearts filled with compassion to all who are tired and hurting.
Jesus said to his disciples, “Let the children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these”. Father God help the children of the world this Easter to know that the kingdom of Heaven belongs to them.