When Pancake was ~ 18 months old, we had her dedicated. Meaning we stood up at our old church and promised that we would raise her knowing God and the bible. She's eight years old now. We are fulfilling that promise by taking her to church every Sunday.
When we go, we drop off her at the children's wing so she can go to her special service. At her service, the children's crew performs skits, play games and sing songs. It's part of the children's ministry. The goal is to involve and teach kids about God, on their level, while doing things they like. Church is different for kids these days. No more making them wear uncomfortable shoes and tight neckties. No shushing them while they squirm on the hard pews. She has no idea how good she has it.
For Pancake, God is a different concept. At first, she was a bit confused about why we keep going to church, but she knew some kids there and that was fun. Then she stopped talking about it. And I stopped asking her about it. I wanted to give her time. A few months went by.
I asked her why she never wants to talk about church. She looked down and shuffled her feet. I asked if she was embarrassed about it. She said yes.
DING DING DING!! WE HAVE A WINNER PEOPLE!!
If Pancake is reluctant to talk about something, if she's embarrassed, that means something is happening on a deeper level. A deep internal stirring if you will. Which is hard for anyone to understand, let alone an eight year old.
So I pull her close and hug her. I reassure her that no matter what she tells me, I'll never make fun of her. I tell her-she'll never get in trouble when she tells me how she feels about church.
She said this.
"When I'm at church, and I'm singing, I feel God. I feel God touching my heart."
It was at this point I started to cry a little. I was overcome. Right there at the hobby lobby. It was so unbelievable, her saying this. So I hugged her and told her how awesome that is. I told her, "Oh honey, I feel the same way, when I'm singing in the grown up church!"
This is love
4 weeks ago