Let the Children Come

"...but Jesus said, "Let the little children come unto Me...'"

The numbers have scared us. When V and I were thinking about the crafts (bracelets and Polaroids) as well as having dealth with the Pom Pom disaster - the challenge of a small room, one hundred seated children and us - was a bit overwhelming.

Some of the children were familiar faces I had seen in November, but many were new. There were quite a few really young ones, grinning at us from ear to ear. We tried to take as many photos as we could without causing too much chaos among the crowd with pleadings of "Auntie, Auntie, take on of me!" (indicated with hand motions, sorrowful eyes, pursed lips and then a big grin as they held up their index finger to signify "just one").

They laughed at the tricks and were fairly orderly with the Polaroids - out of all the children there was only one "crier" who refused to have his photo made in spite of his big sister's consistent appeals.

After lunch we had time for bracelets (another challenge) and gave prizes to the children who could hsare the meaning of all the beads ontheir wrists. We left them knowing they took away more than a temporary bangle and photo. They took a seed sown deep into their hearts with joy and watered with love.