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CHILDLIKE HEART

CHILDLIKE HEART

A child doesn't worry about the things of the world...

They fully trust their parents...

They are innocent with a pure heart...

To be childlike isn't to be childish...

They believe that everything is going to be alright...

Children are God's little angels and we are called His children...

Adults have the tendency to worry too much...

They conform to the world and worldly posessions...

They follow the path that will lead to the destruction of their soul...

They don't see God with the same faith a child sees their earthly father...

Could you imagine being a child of three or four years old suffering from depression and needing medication?

A young child doesn't think of suicide because they can't wait for tomorrow to explore more of their world and learn new things...

Unless, we become childlike we will not enter the gates of Heaven...

Matthew 18 : 3 "Truly,  I say to you unless you change and become childlike you will not enter the gates of Heaven...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Sis Cherie...

People allow things into themselves...

Sometimes, having the faith the size of a mustard seed is too big...

Sometimes, people feel guilty if they're happy...

Sometimes, medication is the happy pill and sometimes guilt feels like it's super glued on...

Some just can't fathom that kind of unconditional love and people want to be in control...

There are many, many factors as you know...

Sometimes, we really do have to go back to the beginning or back to the place we got off track...

Thank you for your comment and support! 

Love n Hugs 

sparrowsong 

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sparrowsong

Hello Dblankportrait...

Glad you enjoyed! 

Thank you very much for your support and kind comment...

Blessings! 

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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