Why are you alive? What is the purpose of your existence here on earth? I think perhaps for this point in my life Tozer sums it up best: "If you are living only to buy and sell and get gain, that is not enough. If you are living only to sleep and work, that is not enough. If you are living only to prosper and marry and raise a family, that is not enough. If you live only to get old and die, and never find forgiveness and the daily sense of God's presence in your life, you have missed God's great purpose for you."
As I write this, I am laying in a field of wildflowers and fresh green spring grass. (Yes, what a hippie-ish thing to do.) As I look around, I'm astounded by the simplicity yet astonishing beauty of this field. Each flower was crafted with care, each petal and colour, each design... these flowers are beautiful. I know God is proud of his handiwork. How could he not be?
I know that he is much more proud of us, his living, breathing, reflection of him.
I think when we strip away all that the world holds close and deems important, we will finally get down to the simplistic way of life, the small things that matter so much. The faith of a child. The wonder in each moment, in each skip through the park, in each dancing session in a field, in each piece of grass, in each small flower.
Freedom.
I can almost hear the earth groaning, the rocks crying out... because I haven't been. We were made to praise. My soul yearns to praise. My mind tells me this is a stupid concept, an embarrassing habit that will make me an outcast, a lonely creature in the midst of a bustling world. But is this such a bad thing? I think it's quite the opposite... being an outcast means I'm standing for things the world doesn't understand, things they can't possibly grasp unless they too strip away all they think is important.
The faith of a child.
Freedom.
We need to get back to the place where we are amazed with everything God is, everything he has done, everything he represents.
Condemnation does not exist there. Failure has no hold. Pride is not important. Worry and fear are unheard of - we simply trust our Abba to be there, to take care of us. Trust is always present, never questioned. Forgiveness is given regardless of the offense. Our eyes take on a different, softer, more innocent look.
The faith of a child.
Freedom.

It is easy for a child to enter the kingdom of heaven. Why is that? What does that child see that we (with all our seemingly important knowledge, wisdom, and experience) cannot understand?

Selah.