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Naamah was only three years old when she met Jesus. She had seen Him before but never actually met Him face to face. When she had met Him, He had been having a very hard day. He was in tears. Naamah came up to Him and sat on His lap. She wiped away His tears with her thumb causing Him to smile slightly.

"No need to cwy," she said, "You tings akiven."

He looked at her with a smile and was in awe of the innocence of that sweet child.

"Thank you," He said, "You made me feel a lot better. You must be careful who you say that too. What is your name?"

"I am Naamah," she said, "Why were you cwying?"

"I had to do something that was very hard to do," He said.

"My cousin cwys whenever he has to do math," she said.

Jesus laughed.

"Naamah honey," her mother called, "Time to go now."

"K," she said, "Bye friend."

She skipped off.

The next time Naamah met Jesus, He was teaching in the temple. A woman was brought in… more like dragged in by the roots of her hair.

"Master," a pharisee said, "This woman was caught in the very act of adultery. In the law Mosses proclaims that she should be stoned to death. What do you say?"

Naamah listened with interest.

He was silent for a moment. Naamah, who was sitting near Him asked, "I may be only three but doesn't it take two people to be caught in the act of dultry?"

"You're right Naamah," He replied, "It does take two people."

"Don't ignore us and talk to a child," another Pharisee said, "What do you say about this."

Continuing to ignore them Jesus wrote in the sand. Naamah thought that looked fun so she joined along with Him.

"Clearly He doesn't know," said another Pharisee, "He's ignoring our question and drawing with a child."

Jesus stood up and said to them, "He who is without sin among you cast a stone at her first." then continued writing in the sand.

"THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH US," a Pharisee yelled outraged.

"Yes it does," Naamah yelled back, "Cause you are liars. If you caught her in dultery you woulda brought the one she was dulterying with so go way and leave her lone."

The Pharisees stormed off furious. After saying a few words to the woman and sending her on her way Jesus turned to Naamah.

"Where did you learn all this," He asked Naamah.

"I just watch you," she said, "and now I have to go. Bye friend."

Naamah saw Jesus the next day. His disciples were arguing about who was the best among them. Jesus called Naamah to Him and sat her on His lap.

"If you want to be the best among you," He told them, "You have to become like this child. The kingdom of Heaven was made for children like this."

Naamah grinned widely. She was never feeling better any time in her life. Her mother called her and she ran home singing all the way.

Three years passed. Naamah was six years old and as she was out walking on day she saw the start of a crucifixion. She saw who they were about to crucify and she yelled out.

"No," she said, "Don't be mean. Be nice."

"Shut up kid," someone yelled, "Do you want to be next?"

"You're being mean for no reason," Naamah said, "It isn't nice. It's never okay to be mean!"

"Naamah," Jesus reassured her, "It's okay."

"It's not okay that they're being mean to you. It's not okay that they're hurting you. Now let Him go or else."

The crowd started mocking her.

"Or else what," a man asked her.

Naamah saw Mary sobbing. She was inspired.

"How would you feel if this were your child? How would you feel if it were your brother or sister or husband or wife? How would you feel if this were your friend? He's MY friend. He's somebody's Brother and somebody's Son. Look inside your heart."

Slowly everyone else started to soften their hearts. They let Him go.

Looking at that crowd and especially at Naamah GOD felt proud. Naamah had softened people's hearts and made a huge difference. He knew this would not always be so but He also knew that the crowd had learned the value of kindness, compassion, love, respect and understanding. That made Him happy.