For a couple of days over the New Year my great nephew Toby was staying with us. In total for 24 hours or so we were 19 in the house. What was amzing to see, once again, is how the toddler takes centre stage. There are a host of reasons. There is the delight and fascination in watching a toddler take delight in the simplest things of life; the enchantment with Christmas trees, bauble and lights. The playful watching of animals. The sheer joy of bathtime with excitemnt coming from splashing water, a few bubbles and the most simple of toys and games. There is the delight in watching the toddler explore, discover, wonder, play with sounds, test abilities, interact with people.
Something happens inside us when we see a toddler behaving naturally in all of these ways. We are excited by the ongoing reality of life; we are recalled to our own largely unremembered toddlerhood. Something inside is awakened; we want to delight, to toddle, to explore and discover and wonder. We want to enjoy life like this again. No wonder Jesus invited us to become like a child