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It is a cute video right? tear jerking even.👆
it is incredible how much we can learn when we choose to see for a moment. See beyond the cuteness and the obvious adorableness for a moment.
Look more closely at all the characters and elements in the video. The staircase, the end of the staircase, baby1 and baby2, the guard rails, and the taker of the video(let’s call them guardian)
The Staircase:
I find it very descriptive of life as a journey. For me as a christian especially, this depiction is a very accurate and definite portrayal of the tedious, sometimes terrifying and always tasking tensions of this peregrination we call existence… With every step, grand or small, leading to the next… every experience, every opportunity, every advancement leading to another and on and on it goes.
As is with the staircase , all journeys, all excursions, all destinies come to an end. Each step of the way drawing closer to an inevitable destination.
Depending on one’s world view, the end could be a meaningless , chasm of nothingness, or a rewarding, inconceivable essence of beauty and glory . For a christian, it is the latter… it is God.

The Guard rails:
Notice how the rails not only keep the sojourners within the boundaries of the journey, but also help them along the way going from one step to another.. These rails go along with the tempestuous staircase till the very end. They were designed to protect, encourage and direct the little travellers right up to the very end of their quest.
what could be your guard rails? Could it be your parents, your teachers, your pastors , your spouse, your friends …even foes.. your misfortune or your advantage, your blessing or your curse… Whatever it may be, hold on tight to the guard rails that see you to the finish line.

The thing about the stairs and the rails, is that they were designed. Finely tuned to suit a purpose known most intimately by their creator.

The Guardian:
An intelligent being beyond imagining. Full of wonder and insight. A visionary and a sage. The very reason for existence lies between their ears. Their voice filled with courage and comfort. Their vast knowledge of the “staircase”, its guardrails, the destination and the reward fills one with hopeful glee in the face of giant steps. They in whom a helpless, vulnerable little being would place all trust and belief to climb all the staircases of life without a care in the world. The guardian. Yes. The encourager and the comforter, the visionary and the sage, the cheer leader and the coach, the Pilot and co pilot…
I am talking about Dad and Mom…
Yes.. they are one. They are the “guardian.”
This little earthling knows only this; the guardian made the stairs , created the guardrails, has been at the finish line and will be with them all the way to the top.(They have to. They are recording the whole thing)
My folks were this for me for a long time. They introduced me to an even greater transcendent Cause. The greatest of them all. The real hero of all time…

Baby 1 and Baby 2:
A Pure, innocent, selfless love journey.
One holds the other in hand and start the adventure with gleeful eagerness.
With no burden or weight of the world on their heart, one thing concerns them. To get up to the finish line together. Yes, TOGETHER . It’s like they knew they couldn’t do it by themselves. Like it wouldn’t matter how long they took on every step of this life of stairs, they were going to get to their destination together.
For them, the journey could have been the goal. Living it up as they go up. I can only imagine what great joy fills the guardian.
Pure souls with the grandest of affection. Affection expressed in little bundles of innocence and love. It is priceless..

The problem
Jesus, the greatest guardian that ever existed, said “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 18:3 NIV
https://matthew.bible/matthew-18-3
He said these famous words to grown men that wanted for themselves more than the other.
What happens when we grow up and loose sight of what is important.?
The babies turn into little boys. The journey into a race. An adventure into a sport.. slowly losing sight …
The boys turn into men, the race into a battle , the sport into a rivalry ..slowly losing the fight …
Men turn on each other, darkness fills their hearts; wars ensue , hatred simmers, innocence lost… forever perhaps. Men chain themselves …slowly losing the light…
Guardians divorce, shepherds neglect, homes break, governments wreck …
Mothers abort, fathers abandon, the world abhors…
The rest  shrug… we sigh exclaiming “this is life. This is it”
It is a blood bath for the innocent, the pure of heart, the deserving ….
Little wonder Jesus died by this ordeal. A broken world. His blood price not for nothing though…
Look at the video again …
See Jesus at work in their innocent hearts
See life again…
See hope. See faith. See love.