Children were crowded together sitting and squirming on the floor. Girls playing with each other’s hair, boys wrestled a little, all the while a Sunday school class was going on. The smiling teacher patiently walks through John 3:16, asking questions like “Who is God?”, to which the sound of unsynchronized tiny voices, depending on the child, shout or whisper, “God the Father!” or “Jesus”.

The teacher affirmed them that they were correct because the Father and Jesus are one. The word father, triggered some children to even talk about their dads. The teacher talked about the cross and how God “gave” His Son. At this moment some of the children started saying things like “Jesus died for our sins!”, “Jesus died for you!” “God loves me!” With these words I almost started crying.

These children were saying truth, an incredibly weighty truth! They were innocently saying this statement without any knowledge that they are the privileged 5% of children in the world that even have access to this kind of information. They don’t yet understand have obtained the knowledge of a mysterious treasure that is hidden from the eyes of many yet is plainly spoken to them. The obtaining of this treasure is greater then the finest gold, silver or diamonds in all the world. Sometimes I don’t understand the weight of the knowledge of that truth.