Thursday, January 29, 2009
Church School Chapel
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
The Greatest
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Confirmand Sunday
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Our stories of faith
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Church School Meditation 1/11--A lost child
This Week in Church School:
Pre-K to Grade 4: Jesus as a Child in the Temple (Luke 2:41-52, Children’s Bible Story 248)
Grade 5: The Temptations of Jesus (Luke 4:1-13 Children’s Bible Story 252)
Parent Meditation:
In the story in the younger classes this week, Mary and Joseph have traveled to Jerusalem for Passover, and accidentally leave Jesus behind in the crowd. They very anxiously hurry back to the big city of Jerusalem, only to find him unconcerned in the Temple, explaining scripture to the teachers. Jesus calmly replies that of course, “Didn’t you know I would be in my Father’s house?”
Several years ago I was entrusted with the task of supervising eight children at an amusement park in the middle of July. While the kids were having a great time on those spinning traveler rides and drinking pop from giant sippy straws, I spent most of the day counting. “12345678” I counted, as all eight kids got in line for the 3-D movie with rumbling chairs. “12345678” I counted, as all eight kids spent their tokens at the video arcade. “12345678” I counted, as we got in line for the roller coaster, and it wasn’t until we were halfway through the switchback line that I realized that there were only seven kids with me. I looked again and it was true: Phillip wasn’t there! With a pit in my stomach, I left the seven kids together with very explicit instructions and weaved my way back through the line frantically searching for my suddenly “lost child.” I frantically looked at kids with baseball caps who were not Phillip. I looked at families with flocks of kids that were not Phillip. I looked at school groups in bright colored matching t-shirts who were not Phillip. Until finally, I reach the very entrance of the ride, there beside the opening gate is Phillip, standing by the railing nonchalantly… even looking a little bored.
“Phillip!” I say to him, as my relief gets a slight twinge of fury, “Why did you leave the group?” He looks up at me blankly and states “I don’t like rollercoasters.” I was surprised. My long lecture on safety precautions was briefly interrupted. In surprise, I realized that in my rush to keep these children safe, I had forgotten to get to know them. I had forgotten that they were each people to care for and not numbers to count, with likes and dislikes, histories and stories, loves and concerns. I had forgotten that these children’s spirits are more in God’s care, than their bodies could ever be in mine.
Working with children who apparently have legs of their own, teachers and parents know the anxiety that Mary and Joseph must have felt when Jesus was missing. I am sure you also know the astonishment of the scribes and the teachers at the Temple, when sometimes when you least expect it, you hear a child say something deeply true, insightful, and that makes you stop. My prayer this week is that you may hear children who speak with an authority all their own and trust that in the loving arms of their Parent, no child is ever lost.