The most anticipated part of our church’s worship service is the moment when my husband-pastor says, “Kids, come on up! I have something to show you and something to share with you.” This invitation is followed by a flurry of little feet stampeding up the aisle. They can’t wait to hear the stories of Jesus. Or maybe it’s the Tootsie Pops.
There’s no doubt that the kids love this special time with their pastor, as there is some jostling for the envied spots next to him. A few of the more uninhibited ones are certainly hoping for a chance to say something that will send a ripple of chuckles through the adults. This accounts for the angst a few parents experience as they send the arched-eyebrow warnings from the pew. My fun-loving husband always has a toy or unusual prop to lead in to a biblical lesson. And he has a jar of Tootsie Pops.
One Sunday, the children were settling in up in front when one little preschooler realized she was about to miss it. A mad dash was made down the entire length of the aisle, pigtails flying. What followed was the the most compelling children’s sermon ever given. This sweet little girl charged down the aisle, reached her hand into the Tootsie Pop jar, grabbed a sucker and bolted back to her seat. It happened in a matter of seconds and most of the congregation probably missed it. All she wanted was the goodie.
How many times have I done the exact same thing? I race into my Heavenly Father’s presence, pigtails flying, and go for the goodie jar. No time to stop and sit at His feet; not particularly interested in what He has to say. I just grab a quick blessing and sprint off to my place in the back row.
Forgive me, Lord, for grabbing the goodies and giving no thought to Your goodness.
“Taste and see that the Lord is good.” Psalm 34:8