If e take Our Lord seriously we would be looking back on ourselves as children, trying to find what there was about us that he would consider to be worth imitating,
I can remember not liking other kids: not liking that girl because she was fat, not liking that boy because he thought he was something with that fancy bike of his. I can remember learning “Gunga Din” so I could show off reciting it.
I can’t remember doing anything that Our Lord would have seen as admirable. I can’t remember my being anything that he’d want me to be again.
Perhaps it was what I couldn’t do, rather than what I could do that he saw as valuable. Instead of the feeling of security I have come to by being up to date on all my bills, and still having a little in the bank; perhaps he would see my insecurity back then as good. Perhaps he wants me to realize that my life is hanging on a string, and he has the other end of that string. That must be it. We must become like children by fully acknowledging our dependence on him.