Snapshots in Sunday School


The Crippled Lamb, Christmas 2007

Josh had one leg that didn’t work right; he always limped when he walked….

Josh didn’t have a mom or dad and he was sad that he couldn’t run and play like the other sheep….

Abigail the cow had big white spots and she was Josh’s friend….

Abigail moo’d really, really loud: MOOOOO

The shepherd brought out the sheep; they were kinda shy so they hid behind him for awhile….

Josh wanted to line up with the sheep, but they laugh at him and told him to go baaaack, go baaaack….

Josh cried when the other sheep laughed and told him to leave….

Abigail the cow reminded Josh that God has a special place for those who feel left out….

Abigail and Josh went to the stable and began to eat. Abigail said, “Mmm mmm, Just like Mom’s home cookin’!

Josh was full so he quickly fell asleep in the stable. Mary entered with her brand new baby, Jesus….

Josh wondered who that was. Abigail shrugged because she didn’t know….

Josh saw that the baby was cold, so after looking around the stable for something to keep him warm, Josh curled up beside the baby and warmed him with his own fur….

Joseph entered with a few rags to warm the baby, but Mary pointed out Josh’s act of kindness in keeping the new King warm….

“New King?” wondered Josh….He wondered what this could mean.

In the end, Josh, Abigail, Mary, Joseph, the Shepherd and the sheep realized that Jesus was the promised Messiah, the new King. Josh also realize that God does have a special place for those who feel left out.

Time Gives Perspective

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It wasn’t so long ago that the teen to the left of the boy in this photo, now 16 and 6’5″, was just a little guy not much taller than his co-conspirator in a game of charades. Now he has grown up into a fine young man with a bright future ahead of him. I remember having to kneel to communicate with him. Now he is gracious enough to do the same for me. :)

Time gives perspective as I watch each generation come of age. I am encouraged to know that the young people are rising up with hearts for God and for service, wherever that might lead them. I count it a privilege to partner with them in reaching the littlest ones of our families, nurturing them and training them up in the ways of the Lord. Children’s and family ministry is an intergenerational effort, requiring the intentional cooperation of all the generations in our homes, neighborhoods and our church campuses. I feel privileged to be a small part of the ministry in my faith community.