Saturday, February 13, 2016

Children's Ministry Day 2016

Today is Children's Ministry Day in the Southern Baptist World.  I giggle sometimes that Southern Baptists are like Catholics in that we have "special" days - Sanctity of Life Sunday, Seminary Sunday, Week of Prayer for International & Home Missions, etc... 

For Children's Ministry Day, the objective was two-fold.  First, we were going to make Valentines and pass them out at one of our local nursing homes.  Loving on shut-ins is an important ministry. When we were talking to the kids today about it, James told them that we may be the only person to say "hi" to someone today who isn't paid to be there.  Nursing home residents often feel isolated and forgotten.  But it wasn't just about the residents.  The second objective was to teach our children one facet of ministry.  After we assembled our valentines, we practiced what to do and what to say.  Knock on door, enter, if asleep .... if awake ...  It was intentional discipleship.

Our kiddos did a great job!

The elementary kids came to our house at 1pm to assemble the valentines: a construction paper heart that read "Jesus Loves You - from Providence Baptist" attached to a packet of tissues.

R totally rocked taping the hearts on!

H tried his best.

K was super excited to have her picture made.

Then we headed to the Lewis County Nursing Home

Our little group

H talking to Mrs. Lola

One thing I'm always amazed at is how great James does with the elderly.  Ministering to the elderly is not my forte.  Give my kids anytime!  But James rocks this - he is patient, he listens to them, talks to share, encourages, etc...  It is truly a gift.

Mr. D (a new member) and his wife came to help us.

All this ministering made us hungry so we headed to a local pizza place for ice cream.  Because nothing says ice cream like below freezing temperatures!

All in all, I'd say our first official Children's Ministry Day was a success! 

I remember when in seminary my friend, who is a missionary-kid, said that her dad told her his only regret in ministry was not including his children more.  James and I feel strongly that children need to learn how to serve and minister to people.  Kids need to be ministered to and they need to minister.  That way, when they are older and are asked to do something they will be confident to do it because it won't be so foreign to chip in where needed.  Pray for our sweet kiddos at church: H, AG, J, R, D, G, H, R, and K that they will learn to love Jesus and serve him alone!

You shall therefore impress these words of mine on your heart and on your soul;
and you shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as frontals on your forehead.
You shall teach them to your sons, talking of them when you sit in your house
and when you walk along the road and when you lie down and when you rise up.
You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates,…
-Deuteronomy 11:19-20

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Christmas Photos 15

When we lived in Louisville, I would have Hudson's pictures taken professionally about every few months.  But here, we're so rural, that unless I want to pay a professional photographer I have no options.  P.S.  I love professional photographers, but we're poor.

Then at Christmas, Kmart had a portrait session! Score.  We signed up and behold the most handsome little Christmas portraits you've ever seen.

When we got there, Hudson suddenly became shy.  He's never shy.  So I had to go sit with him for a few pictures for him to get used to it.  For not being prepared (read: no makeup and I'm not 100% I'd brushed my hair since that morning) I think they turned out pretty cute.

He really thought her (the photographer) posing him like this was funny.

Such a silly boy.

Love this little boy so much!  Look at the hand on his knee.

I have no idea why his hair is so red; must be the lighting. 

My happy boy!

Photography has a way of 
feeling, of touching, of loving.
What you caught on film is captured forever...
It remembers little things.
Long after you have forgotten everything.
- Aaron Siskind