Where should I begin?
Thank you.
Those two words are loaded with more gratitude than anything
I could ever write or say. I often think of
you. I think of what made you so
compassionate. So willing to serve. So willing to give of your time.
Is it that you enjoy the tight
hugs and sloppy kisses from little ones?
Is it that you are drawn to
little ones that need to learn the love of Jesus just as much as the adults
that walk through the church doors?
Is it a calling you feel the Lord
has placed on your life?
Or is it that you simply see me,
a mama who often needs an extra set of hands, trying her best to raise her
babies in the church?
Maybe in some way it is all of these. Whatever the reason, you have no idea the
gratitude and love I have for you in my heart.
It must seem most Sunday’s that we are rushed. We rush into the nursery. We rush into the sanctuary, putting children
where they need to go, leaving them in your hands so that we can worship. You
probably think what you do is small, not even worth recognition. You may think that all you do is babysit the children.
Let me tell you why what you do is not small at all. Let me express my heart to you and for what
you do…it’s immeasurable to me.
If it weren’t for you,
I couldn’t participate in worship.
I couldn’t hold a microphone
every Sunday, pouring out my heart through song and praise.
I couldn’t sit in the
sanctuary, Sunday after Sunday soaking up the word of God.
Your gift allows me to learn more about my gifts and
calling. It allows my husband and me to
sit side by side with one another and take a few moments to breathe in the
grace we both so desperately need. I
want you to know that your compassion for giving up your own time to worship
doesn’t go unnoticed.
I know it may seem like all you do is wipe noses, pick up
toys, and try to keep the children from running around like chickens with their
heads cut off. Or maybe that’s just my child.
But oh, you do so much more.
Did you know you’re helping us lay a foundation for our
children? There will come a time when the things you
have done and the time you have given become part of a much larger plan and purpose
for our children.
You are a woman of influence.
Thank you for your dedication. Thank you for serving in this most unique
way. Whether you spend time changing babies’
diapers, or coloring a picture of wee Zacchaeus in his tree for the thousandth time,
you matter. You are helping lay the foundation of Christ
in our little ones. You are showing them
what service looks like, no matter the duty.
You are showing them dedication in the most beautiful way.
They won’t understand it…yet.
But one day, one day,
they will hold hands with their little ones and leave them in someone else’s
hands so that they can go worship. They
will have the privilege of taking a few moments to themselves to breathe and
reboot just as we do. They
will have the privilege because of you.
Because you helped their parents learn how to raise godly children. And it will trickle down the generations. The little ones who noses you wiped, and
who you taught all those Bible songs to, now they are warriors for Jesus.
And so for that and so much more, this mama can’t thank you
enough.
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