When we are children there's a part of us
that is open to love, and faith
and trust.
Through a little child's laughter and teary eyes we grow
older and that part of us dies.
Innocence lost, is so hard to regain.
We
get forgiven but hold on to the pain.
But Jesus said to the crowd roaring
wild; "Come to me with the heart of a child."
It's so hard to open ourselves up to others,
we're afraid to trust our
own sisters and brothers.
But there is a love so costly and dear, a love
strong enough to cast out fear.
Let's take off our masks and drop the facade
and live like the children of the Living God.
Take a chance, you may be
betrayed if you risk it all but He'll be there to catch you when you slip
and fall.
There's a holy
laughter, and tears so pure, there's an
innocence that will always endure.
There's a dream and vision, an endless
sea,
the tingling of life in a heart set free.
Nothing to prove, no
possessions to hold but a joy and peace more precious than gold.
It's a
beautiful place, fiery and wild when we return to the heart of the child.
Remember that our Father to whom we pray
considers us His children each
day and like little children we must learn to rely on the love of our
Father who reigns on high.
So much prejudice to forget and unlearn, it's
the heart of the child for which we yearn.
We can't enter heaven with a
heart defiled, it must change through Jesus to the heart of the child.
