“Allow the little children and do not forbid them to come to me, for the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to ones like these.”
At last Sunday’s Divine Liturgy, while waiting in line for The Mystery, my wife and I stood behind a young mother with an infant in her arms and three little boys. Brothers, maybe 3 to 6 years old. Well scrubbed and well behaved. Waiting patiently, they had done this before.The baby squirmed and cooed. However, when the priest gave that sweet little baby the spoon full of Mystery all heaven broke out. It was our first time witnessing this. We couldn’t hold back our gift of tears. SELAH! HALLELUYAH! AMEN! Only a God, who was once a baby Himself, now ‘everywhere present and filling all things’ would act like this. Straight-up Truth and Glory, now here.
“The quality of mercy is not strained.
It falls as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It twice blesses.
It blesses him that gives and him that receives.”
The Merchant of Venice — William Shakespeare