I love children. They are so literal and impressionable. In anticipation of Easter Sunday I asked the 3 and 4 year olds in one of our children’s church worship services why we celebrate Easter. There were the typical replies of bunnies, baskets, jelly beans and such but one response in particular stood out. A little blond beauty waved her petite hand at me and declared that Easter “is when Jesus was a flower”. Amused, I politely inquired of her where she had heard that Jesus was a flower. She looked at me with a sweetly emphatic expression and then reminded me and the rest of the class that I had told them that for three days Jesus was a rose.
This cute incident prompted me to remember something I had learned long ago but obviously overlooked in this case. When talking to children, actually anyone, about God and Jesus and the Bible, don’t take for granted that they understand all or any of the Christian words that I might use. Jesus was the master of keeping things simple and clear so that even a child could understand his teachings. I need to heed his example more closely so that when I teach on his behalf, the message will be palatable for alert, youthful ears as well as those that have been hanging around awhile longer.
I was driving home the other day listening to a Christian radio station when Michael W. Smith’s song, Above All, hit the airwaves. As it transitioned into the chorus I suddenly had a spiritual “aha” moment that connected the lyrics with the 4 year olds answer to my question. Check out these words:
Crucified
Laid behind a stone
You lived to die
Rejected and alone
Like a rose
Trampled on the ground
You took the fall
And thought of me
Above all
Do you see it? Can you smell it? When Jesus was a flower…”like a rose”. When I consider a rose I see beauty, I see red (my personal favorite), I see someone wanting to express their heartfelt feelings for another by giving them a rose, I see my rose bush beginning to bud forth with new life that I will soon be able to enjoy, and I smell its’ intoxicating fragrance.
When I consider Jesus I see the beauty of his thoughts, his words, and his actions. I see his red blood dripping from his hands, his feet, and his head to declare me innocent of sin. I see him giving himself to me as the ultimate expression of his love. I see him bursting forth from an empty tomb with new life so that I may enjoy life abundant and eternal. I smell the fragrance of his goodness being offered to me.
“God made him (Jesus) who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.” 2 Corinthians 5:21
Next time I see a red rose I will smile and think of that little cutie in children’s worship. Then I’ll just bask in its beauty and thank God for that time when Jesus was a flower.