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One child tearfully kissed his mother goodbye, snuggled a little closer in hopes that she would change her mind. His little heart began to race. His lips began to quiver. Apprehensiveness
gives way to anger as he clings to her blouse and clutched at her hair, knowing that eventually he must let go. The young mother pulled him away, quickly guided him in. She faded immediately into the background with sounds of his cries. She hesitated in the hallway or breezeway, lingered, then hastily made her exit. His wails turned to sobbing as he resigned himself to being left. Breathless with anticipation, poised at the swinging gate, with this scene, I welcome each child. They are all joining us for another opportunity to be in my room. As parents disappear, each child struggles in their own way. One sucks his thumb while another fingers a blanket for comfort. Another pulls his shirt to play with his belly button. Others don't mind being there and disappear into the room full of raging sounds of laughter,crying, screeching, and banging of toys. Others are looking for the switch to turn on the toys that make sounds. Some make it a dominate drive to climb on anything or aimlessly wander from one toy to another. Others are grabbing, poking eyes,pulling hair for curiosity. It can be very tiring and exasperating at times yet this is such a fascinating age. They are vivacious and highly energetic to minister to. They are very lovable, curious, and delightful, requiring great energy, and yes patience, nurturing ability, vigilance, consistency, alertness, a DEVOTION to TWO yr. olds, and a don't mind changing diapers, BUT what a PRIVILEGE to do this for THE KING. Therefore, I will stay with this calling for awhile longer and pray that others will minister with me.
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One child tearfully kissed his mother goodbye, snuggled a little closer in hopes that she would change her mind. His little heart began to race. His lips began to quiver. Apprehensiveness 
gives way to anger as he clings to her blouse and clutched at her hair, knowing that eventually he must let go. The young mother pulled him away, quickly guided him in. She faded immediately into the background with sounds of his cries. She hesitated in the hallway or breezeway, lingered, then hastily made her exit. His wails turned to sobbing as he resigned himself to being left. Breathless with anticipation, poised at the swinging gate, with this scene, I welcome each child. They are all joining us for another opportunity to be in my room. As parents disappear, each child struggles in their own way. One sucks his thumb while another fingers a blanket for comfort. Another pulls his shirt to play with his belly button. Others don't mind being there and disappear into the room full of raging sounds of laughter,crying, screeching, and banging of toys. Others are looking for the switch to turn on the toys that make sounds. Some make it a dominate drive to climb on anything or aimlessly wander from one toy to another. Others are grabbing, poking eyes,pulling hair for curiosity. It can be very tiring and exasperating at times yet this is such a fascinating age. They are vivacious and highly energetic to minister to. They are very lovable, curious, and delightful, requiring great energy, and yes patience, nurturing ability, vigilance, consistency, alertness, a DEVOTION to TWO yr. olds, and a don't mind changing diapers, BUT what a PRIVILEGE to do this for THE KING. Therefore, I will stay with this calling for awhile longer and pray that others will minister with me.
Many families thank the Lord for your faithful care.
ReplyDeleteRyan and I have definitely been blessed by your ministry. Knowing that our kids were well cared for freed us up to worship and enjoy the sermon undistracted.. Thank you for your joyful service to us and to our kids!!!
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