He sat quietly in the front pew. A tiny boy in a large church. Although the pews were full, no one sat next to him. He was alone and frightened but his grandma had sent him to church. She was not well but she wanted him to go. His parents did not attend church, but his mother had started sending him to spend Saturday night with grandma so she could send him to the church on Sunday mornings. So here he was all clean and in his best jeans and shirt listening to the man at the pulpit speaking of Jesus. No one invited him to Sunday school, the minister never took time to welcome him and often he would walk back to grandma’s house with tears in his eyes. He wanted to know this Jesus. He wanted to know more about Heaven and angels. His grandma did her best but before long they would move farther from grandma’s house and the Sundays in the front pew would become memories that lingered at the back of his heart. Years would come and go. He grew into a man always seeking quietly to learn more about Jesus.
Jesus had seen the tiny boy in the pew and He had wept with him as he walked home each Sunday. He had wept for the child and for the congregation that had failed to reach out to him. Like the tiny boy He did not forget. He had found a place in the tiny boy’s heart and He stayed there year after year as the tiny boy became a man. When the tiny boy found adversity in life it was Jesus who held his hand and showed him the way. Although the tiny boy would never find great riches in life he was blessed with the richest gifts God could give him. His kind heart and good spirit gave him friends abundant and he was never lonely. As a man he never forgot the tiny boy in the pew he never judged others and was always there to help irregardless of what others may have thought. Many young men and women found their place in the world because of his love and understanding. The love and understanding he had found as a tiny boy sitting in the front pew of a large church when the only one in that big church who really cared was Jesus.
God sent Jesus to live among men that he might teach us all the value of unconditional love. God knew that to do this His Son would be persecuted, suffer, and die. He knew and yet Jesus did what He must that every tiny boy would know that with His resurrection came the resurrection of hope. Hope that would live eternally within the hearts of man. Hope that no matter what life throws our way Jesus will always hold our hand. Through the good times and the bad times. On our final day on earth He who conquered death for us will hold our hand, and lead us to eternal life with Him in Heaven. The tiny boy is a man today and he has through the love of Jesus found the true happiness of life. Not in silver and gold but in the love of God, family and friends. What a blessing Jesus has gave us all with His resurrection, a resurrection of HOPE!
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