He Knows Your Name
The Gospel is simple. We theologian types love to make it complex and then re-discover the greatest truths when we see it from a child's perspective.
Last week, I hung out for about an hour with my old children's pastor Jim Robinson. Not describing him as old...just myself. As he gave me a tour of the new kids wing at Cottage Hill Baptist Church, he paused at the mural of Zacchaeus and said, "This is my favorite story to share with pre-schoolers...because Jesus knew his name."
Luke records the event. "And when Jesus came to the the place he looked up and said to him, 'Zacchaeus...'"
We have made the story about a little man in a tree, about a rich man turned philanthropist, and about a sinner transformed. But at its core, the story is about Jesus. The God of the Universe. Who knew the name of a small man in Jericho. They had never met. Jesus had not asked the town mayor about him. But Jesus knew his name.
Jesus knows your name. Doesn't matter who your parents are, what your family is like, where you live, or how many people like you. Jesus knows your name. When we listen to the Gospel from the perspective of a child, we rediscover some of its most profound truths. I guess Jesus was right when he talked about becoming like a little child to enter his kingdom.