The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms for a moment, and then his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He pried Erik from his chest unwillingly, longingly, as though in pain. I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not.
Small children have a wonderful way of accepting people.
Jesus said to truly seize the Kingdom of God for ourselves we must become like children. We have to forget the built in bias, the past experiences, the hurts and accept people as they are.