One of the things that happens to any parent is that you suffer. When your child is sick, you suffer. As one of a kid’s favourite movie put is, the worrying does not end. So it is quite understandable that little children were bought to Jesus for a blessing. You pray that all blessings and joy may come to your children, and that they will be spared from your temptations and mistakes.
That their life will be better. That they will be blessed by God, for he is good. The more interesting thing is the fate of the rich man, whom the world called, and calls, happy.
However, he was not satisfied. He was seeking more: some kind of enlightenment. His conscience was pricked, and he knew he lacked perfection. Though the world told him that he was complete, he knew better.
13Then little children were being brought to him in order that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples spoke sternly to those who brought them; 14but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.” 15And he laid his hands on them and went on his way.
16Then someone came to him and said, “Teacher, what good deed must I do to have eternal life?” 17And he said to him, “Why do you ask me about what is good? There is only one who is good. If you wish to enter into life, keep the commandments.” 18He said to him, “Which ones?” And Jesus said, “You shall not murder; You shall not commit adultery; You shall not steal; You shall not bear false witness; 19Honor your father and mother; also, You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” 20The young man said to him, “I have kept all these; what do I still lack?” 21Jesus said to him, “If you wish to be perfect, go, sell your possessions, and give the money to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven; then come, follow me.” 22When the young man heard this word, he went away grieving, for he had many possessions.
The same man went away grieving. The cost of perfection was too great: I am speculating if it was more the responsibility he had to those who were his clients. He could not let it go, though we all have to let our status go, and our power. We enter the grave as naked as we were when we were born. The need to continue to provide and protect may have been a barrier.
The child is more fortunate, for he thinks not of such. He thinks of God, and God alone.
But none of us are perfect: it is Christ who saves us. We are incapable of his level of sacrifice, for we never had the power and glory he had before he became incarnate. None of us are without sin.
But this we can do: we can protect, we can provide, and we can enable our children to approach Christ. For the greatest inheritance we can pass is that they also meet the cross, and there find a saving faith.
Leave virtue signalling to the damned. They are deluded: they think they are perfect already. We know better. Perfection rests with God, and we live in a fallen state.