While sitting in the dark with young Martin night after night, I started mulling afresh on Christ’s call to receive the kingdom like a child.
“Now they were bringing even infants to him that he might touch them. And when the disciples saw it, they rebuked them. But Jesus called them to him, saying, ‘Let the children come to me, and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.’” (Luke 18:15–17, ESV).
It’s one thing to concede the truth of what theses verses say and quite another to experience the total trust of a child nestled in your arms. Every day I am confronted with my insufficiency, yet my not-so-wee lad continues to have complete confidence in my ability to meet his needs. It’s astonishing. How much more should we have faith in our Heavenly Father, who can meet our every need—and more?
It’s a thought too profound and precious for prose. It deserves poetry. And so, I invite you to read the lyrics to my newest song, “Big Little Faith.” Eventually I hope to share its music with you, but, as you might imagine, quiet hours in which to record are tough to come by. And, as you may recall, production is not my area of expertise.
Still, I hope these lines encourage you. May you know the peace of a childlike “big little faith.”
Big Little Faith
Verse 1
You never stop to think
That I might be asleep
Or that I might not hear your cries,
And you have no anxiety
About my arms weakening
Whenever you shut your eyes.
Chorus
Oh, to have such a big little faith,
Oh, to have such a big little faith,
Oh, to have such a big little faith
Like a child, like a babe.
Verse 2
You never seem to worry
That I am in a hurry
Or that I won’t have time to tend your needs.
And you’ve no fear when you are hungry
That I might not have plenty
For your sweet mouth to eat.
Chorus
Oh, to have such a big little faith,
Oh, to have such a big little faith,
Oh, to have such a big little faith
Like a child, like a babe.
Verse 3
When I must fall asleep
And can’t know all your needs,
When I admit my arms aren’t strong enough…
When my anxieties
Try to get the best of me
And I am pouring from an empty cup.
Chorus 2
Turn me back to my big little faith,
In the One I can never replace,
In the One who carries me
And this baby:
The Father of my big little faith.
Final Chorus
Oh, to have such a big little faith,
Oh, to have such a big little faith,
Oh, to have such a big little faith
Like a child, like a babe,
Like a child, like a babe,
Like a child, like a babe.
Thank you!
Thank you for reading! If you happen to have recording or production skills and would like to help release this song into the world, please feel free to message me.
Ryanne Molinari 