03/05/2026
Or as a wise person once told me…’you don’t stop playing because you got old, you get old because you stop playing’.
Here’s to embracing our childlikeness and seeing the joy that comes from following Jesus, knowing he welcomes us as his children now and always.
God put the wiggle in children,
the bounce in their step,
the can’t-sit-still energy
that spills out at the wrong moments
and the right ones too.
The fidget,
the whisper,
the question that pops out
mid-sentence,
mid-prayer,
mid-everything.
We try to tidy it,
line it up,
smooth it down
into something quieter,
something easier to manage.
But Jesus sees it
and smiles.
Let them come.
Just like that.
With the wiggle still in them,
with the laughter not tucked away,
with the wonder wide open.
Because this is what it looks like
to come without pretending,
to trust without overthinking,
to reach out
without checking if you’re allowed.
God put the wiggle in children,
and calls it good.
And maybe,
just maybe,
we don’t need to lose it
to belong.
Maybe there’s room
for the restless,
the curious,
the slightly chaotic
parts of us too.
Maybe the kingdom
has space
for a bit of wiggle.
© E Hamilton 2026