This morning, I was reading in Matthew chapter 19, and the following leaped out at me: 13. Then little children were brought to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked those who brought them. 14. Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” 15. When he had placed his hands on them, he went on from there.
It’s a Bible story that we’ve all heard many times, how the disciples thought that Jesus was too busy for the children, and Jesus corrected them. But what struck me this morning was that it was after He placed his hands on them, He went from there. Jesus was waiting to bless those children before He moved on to the next place.
As clowns, do we realize the job, and privilege, that we have in bringing children to Jesus, so that He can place His hands on them?