The child is still a mystery to me. Does God come in the lithe ones to teach our hard and way-ward hearts? Children come with radiant faces and singing hearts. Do they come to renew the child-heart that slumbers still in the grown-up ones? The simple child-soul will save civilisation and lead us to gentleness and purity, and humble mindedness and to simple-hearted faith in Our Father in Heaven.
Great kingdoms crumble to their fall and God grows weary of thrones and dynasties. But God is radiant in the roses and the rosy faces of the little children. When the disciples asked Jesus who was the greatest in the kingdom of God, he called the little child unto him and set him in the midst of them and said: “Verily, I say unto you: except ye become as little children ye shall not enter the kingdom of Heaven. And he who humbles himself as this little child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of Heaven.”
Mystery-filled are the children and radiant are they as stars: for they rise from afar: they come as a witness to our unseen home. In the eyes of a child floweth eternity: and in the heart of a child is the light that heals! Philosophers have evolved systems and built up schools, but I know of no better touchstone for truth and falsehood than the child-heart.
Riches and glories of the earth pass away: but in the pure eyes and lisping words of a child lie hidden wisdom that abides.