The last week or two I’ve spent some time studying the contrast between the childlike faith that Jesus urges to have in passages such as Matthew 18:3 and the childishness that Paul and the author of Hebrews chide their readers for in 1 Corinthians 13:11 and Hebrews 5:11-14. In my own walk with God I have realized that there are still elements of my faith that are immature, but at the same time I have struggled to maintain the childlike faith that I began this journey with. How does one grow up spiritually yet still remain as a little child?
I have shared my ruminations with a couple of close friends on the subject and have intended to write on this for the last few days but the clarity that I’ve sought in this matter has eluded me. It has seemed that putting it all together has been right on the tip of my tongue, but I haven’t quite been able to grasp onto it. Last night I spent some time with another friend in our weekly Bible study and once again the topic came up. Something that my friend said about holding onto memories of times where faith was easy and simple and where we received gifts from above with a childlike awe struck a memory of something I read a couple of years ago that pulled it all together for me.
During a study of the Psalms a couple of years ago, I remember the surprise that got when I found out that most of the theologically adept believe that the 23rd Psalm was written by King David not when he was a young shepherd boy, but instead an aging man in the twilight of his life. The imagery of a shepherd boy leading his sheep beside still waters and reflecting how the LORD was likewise leading him had always been in my mind and I had simply assumed that it was the young David in his teens who had penned this Psalm which has comforted its readers for thousands of years. The childlike faith exhibited in this Psalm surely couldn’t have been written by an old man jaded by a lifetime of war and family difficulties, or could it?
After reflection, I realize that the spiritual maturity reflected in this Psalm simply could not have been written by the boy shepherd. The teen-aged David had never really spent any appreciable time walking through the “Valley of the shadow of death” as the aged King who had hid from Saul and Absalom as they sought his life had been forced to do. It took massive failures in his personal life as was exhibited in the Bathsheba debacle to come to the realization that it was God and God alone who was leading him in the paths of righteousness and restoring his soul. It was the as a result of reflecting on a lifetime of instances where the rod and the staff of the LORD had comforted him and led him by still waters that the aged King was able to put those words onto the parchment.
Maintaining childlike faith quite often requires spiritual maturity and the ability to look back to times where we know that God was at work in our lives. It is not that He is not working in the here and now, but sometimes we can get nearsighted and are not be able to see God at work in the present day. It is much easier to look back at the tapestry of our lives and realize that that the LORD has been restoring our souls and leading us along the path of righteousness for His names sake all along. If He was doing it then, surely He is doing it now, and surely goodness and mercy will follow us all of the days of our lives.
That is why we are to “count it pure joy when we face various trials”, knowing that these trials will give us the perseverance that leads to maturity. That spiritual maturity is what enables us to hold onto that childlike faith that Jesus said was essential to enter the Kingdom of God. Not only that, but the faith building experiences of having God lead us out of the valleys and back to the mountain top are times that we can look back on later and once again realize that one day we will live in the house of the LORD forever.
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.





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