Showing posts with label children's church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children's church. Show all posts

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Children's Church Stories


It was Gracie's turn to pick the story today. She stretched as tall as she could and reached Zacchaeus-- I found it rather ironic...


After the older children left, the little ones and I played with play-dough. The girls made birds's nests, eggs and mother chickens.
I know that doesn't have very much to do with Zacchaeus, but hey, he did climb a tree. There might have been a bird's nest up there.






Gavin, however, made a snail...and a nice one too, with antennae and a proper looking tail. He proudly posed for his picture. Then, while I was taking pictures of the girls' handiwork, something happened:


A "car" ran over the snail.  Gavin was delighted. Ah well...how does it go "Tire tread and snails, and puppy dog tails?"

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Operation Christmas Child

My little students finished packing their box today in children's church. We decided to send it to a boy, aged 4-9. After we packed it, several of the children prayed that it would arrive safely and be a joy for that little boy. Here they are, praying for their box.

Wherever you are in the world, little boy--in a refugee camp, a slum or a flooded pasture--we want you to know that we are sorry you live in such awful circumstances, and that we want to help you, and bring the light of God's love into your life. Amen.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

There's a Camera Lover in Every Crowd

I spent a few minutes in children's church today, taking pictures for the box they are sending overseas with Operation Christmas Child. They've decided they are going to bring toys for a little boy--cars and baseballs; marbles and lemon drops and maybe peppermints. . .and we're putting the pictures in to show what an adorable group we are. Check out the precocious little red-head in the middle, and you'll see why I call him Calvin.
(to his grandmom, if you are seeing this, relax. I'm sure it's just a phase)
Anyway, whatever it is, it is contagious...
(no, really, I prompted them on the last one)