"Daddy, Is It Red?"

"And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them: and his disciples rebuked those that brought them."But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased, and said unto them, Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein."Mark 10:13 -15 (KJV) I remember when my children were very small, and we had just started the early stages of full-time evangelism. We had a black, full-size van to travel in. It was such a nice van. We had never had anything new before and I fell in love with it. However, just a year or so after we got it it had become necessary that we begin to look for a 5th wheel trailor to live in. Of course, this meant we had to begin the search for a truck that had the power to pull such a thing. The children (who at that time were ages 6, 4, 3, & 18 months) began to pray for a truck. When my four year old daughter, Kaycee, would pray she'd always ask God for a red truck. We had no idea why, as her favorite color was purple, but nonetheless she prayed for a red truck. As the Lord would have it, we got our 5th wheel trailor first. We moved into our trailor but we still did not have a truck to pull it with. We continued to travel in evangelism, in our van, hoping and praying that the Lord would provide us with a means to pull it......soon. We had preacher friends and families all over the United States praying that the Lord would give us a truck, so that we could get going, full-time. Sure enough, about two months after we moved into our trailor we received a call from a car lot in a city about an hours drive from us. They told us that they had just received TWO trucks. Both trucks were capable of meeting our needs. So, we drove to see them. When we saw the first truck, we were pleased with it. It seemed to be what we had prayed for, though it had a few more miles on it than we would have liked, it was within our price range. Before we could say anything the car dealer says, "I've got another one out back. It has less miles on it and it will cost just a little more but with your van as a trade in, I think it will be alright." So, we went out back to see it. As we rounded the corner, there it was. With the sun shining down on it, as if it was the "Shekinah Glory", a Big, Dully Truck, with a Deisel Engine, and it was RED. Tears almost immediately ran down our faces, as we realized what the Lord had done. We couldn't wait to get home and tell the children. When we arrived we began to describe the truck to our parents, who were watching the children for us. The children were excited as they listened to us talk about it. Then, Kaycee came up and tugged on her Daddy's pant leg. He looked down to see what she wanted. In her tiny voice, with her mousey grin, she asked, "Daddy, is it red?" He grabbed her up and hugged her tight and told her "Yes! yes it's red!" From that day on, everywhere we went, Kaycee told people that our truck was red because that's what she asked God for. It seemed quite simple to her. I wonder how many times we have missed out on a blessing from God simply because we lack that "child-like" faith? When Kaycee prayed for a red truck, we thought it was "cute". But she was serious!