Okay, I’m going to try to tie this in somehow because I’ve got to tell this story, and I figure the Writing Challenge Ave. is my best chance to share with the most.
Man-oh-man, what a Children’s Church we had on Sunday!
Move back to Saturday night for a moment to put this in perspective, plus, let me give a little background.
The background part:
My wife is the head of our Children’s Ministry at our church and I help out in Children’s Church. We usually trade out doing the ‘lesson’ and this Sunday it was my turn. I also teach our what we call ‘Median’ Adult Class, add our weekly jobs, and the fact that we have a teenage daughter who is very involved in school and church and well, let’s just say, like everyone else in this crazy world, there’s not always time to prepare for things the way we should.
Note – notice I used the word time in the previous sentence. I believe that in itself is a reference to space.
Anyway – we decided late Saturday night that we would bring out our old but faithful object lesson on the sacrifice Jesus made for us at Calvary.
My wife has this science type experiment kit thing where water turns from clear (the world before sin), to a kind of dirty color (life after sin entered the world), to red (the blood shed by our Savior on the cross), back to clear again (what happens to us when we ask Jesus in our hearts!). It’s really cool and we have used it a time or two over the years (notice the reference to time again – just making sure you’re paying attention).
Enter Sunday morning.
Children’s Church rolls around. So after prayer requests and prayer, a song or two, and our little Bible Pledge we do, it came time (Wow - these time references are jumping off the keyboard!) to tell the lesson.
About fifteen children showed up on Sunday, including a girl in fifth grade we have been praying for.
As I talked about Jesus and His love for us, my daughter prepared and conducted the experiment. It worked! The children were amazed.
The good part:
I asked the children to bow their heads and we gave a short invitation. Heads were bowed and eyes were closed (I could feel the Holy Spirit’s presence). When it came time to ask if anyone wanted to become a Christian, four hands lifted into the air (including the girl we had been praying for)! Hallelujah! Praise Jesus!
Every time that happens I have the pleasure of taking the children into our Prayer Room and praying the Sinner’s Prayer with them. We have a time of sharing with each other, just to make sure we’re all on the same page, and then we pray the prayer. My daughter is with me for this also, to do the records.
My favorite part:
After we got up from the altar and the children left and went back to Children’s Church, my daughter (this is where I cry) said to me, “Daddy, I opened my eyes and watched while you prayed with the kids…that was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Well, that did it. I silently lifted my eyes to Heaven and whispered a “Thank You, Jesus.”
What a day!
Okay, even after all of the 'time' references do I still need a ‘Space’ tie-in? I do?
Give me a minute to think…got it…
The Prayer Room at our church is a very small space. Large enough for a couch, two chairs, a table, and a small altar.
But on this day…on this day…the walls opened up, the ceiling lifted away, and the sunshine of His love filled the room. One of those precious moments where time and space come together, freeze, and for that moment at least, you know without a doubt that you are exactly where God wants you to be…and Heaven is so close, you can almost touch, see, hear, smell, and taste it.
It was indeed…a day I will never forget.
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