Let the Children Come

I was thrilled to get to attend a play put on by Kaedyn's kindergarten class this past week.  The children filed into the school chapel early and I was amazed at how orderly and quiet they were as they waited for all the elementary classes to come in.

Then some of the kindergarteners began to sing spontaneously, "God's not dead. He's surely alive, and He's living on the inside, roaring like a lion!" Soon the staff and audience were singing along.

If you know me, you wouldn't be surprised to see that I was moved to tears. After teaching in public schools in recent years, I am so grateful for an atmosphere where the children can freely pray and worship God.

Fittingly, the Bible verse they recited from memory was Mark 10:14
Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.

How Clouds Turn Pink

I was teaching first graders about the water cycle and evaporation one day. I asked the six year olds, "Why does your Mom tell you not to leave the lid off of her nail polish? What happens if the lid is not replaced?"

After deep thought, Harlan spoke up. "Well, I'd say if it was pink nail polish, it goes up in the sky and turns the clouds pink."

The Lifter of My Head

Wait on the Lord; be of good courage, 

and He shall strengthen your heart.

Wait, I say, on the Lord!

Psalm 27:14

Thou O Lord art a shield about me.

You're my glory and the lifter of my head.
Psalm 3:3

I am remembering a young single mom and her three children singing praise to God at the homeless shelter in KC. So grateful for the Bible study and praise. They brought much joy to other homeless people, even though they were living in a temporary shelter, waiting to see how God would provide. 

They sang many worship songs with hand motions and dance steps. And the little five year old boy really lifted the spirit of a new lady by singing to her "You Are So Beautiful to Me".

Searching for Gold

When I was a child in Georgia, our elderly neighbor lived in the 100 year old house across the street. She filled my head with tales of Union Soldiers who once occupied the house as their headquarters, and how the neighbors hid their treasures from the Yankees by burying then in their yards. I felt sure that I would eventually discover diamonds and silver as I played out back in my sandbox.

I recalled that memory early today when I read this quote:

Starting the day in God's Word 
is better than finding a treasure chest of pure gold.

Haven of Rest

I've anchored my soul

In the haven of rest.

I'll sail the wide seas no more.

The tempest may sweep

O'er the wild stormy deep.

In Jesus I'm safe ever more.

Henry Gilmour

The name of the Lord is a strong tower;

the righteous run to it and are safe.

Proverbs 18:10