“He put a child in the middle of the room. Then, cradling the little one in his arms, he said, ‘Whoever embraces one of these children as I do embraces me, and far more than me—God who sent me.’” Mark 8:36-37
As part of my effort to do volunteer work, I signed up to help with Vacation Church School where my grandsons attend church. I hadn’t participated in VCS since my kids were young and had no idea of what to expect. I failed to tell the volunteer coordinator I don’t relate well to preschool children, unless they are part of my bloodline. I sighed when I learned I’d been assigned to the fourteen squirming three-and four-year-old darlings with short attention spans. My job is to keep the children from getting lost, to help them write their names on projects, and to make sure they don’t hit, bite, or head butt one another.
It’s good to be around little kids to remind me they have so much curiosity, they don’t have preconceived ideas about whether or not they like something or to try something new (except food). Jesus said, “…embraces one of these children as I do…” (vs. 37). Today, as we dismissed the children, one of them flung herself into my arms for a hug. That made the day worthwhile.
There is one day left. I think I’ll get through it without pulling out my silver hair.
Thank you, Dear Lord, for giving me time to spend with children. Amen.