A Preschool Chapel Christmas

The other day it was my turn to do chapel for our preschool. I wanted to tell the Christmas story, but sometimes it’s hard for us adults to grasp and when the average attention span with our little ones is about 4.5 seconds it can be even tougher.

Fortunately, the toy closet we have at home for our grandchildren came to the rescue and with some volunteers from the school, and a few creative alterations we reenacted the miraculous story of how God sent his son into the world as a baby.

Our parents may have been a bit confused when they heard from their children about the giant poinsettia above the stable and how the wiggly shepherd worms came to the stable, but when the angels rang their bells with gusto to herald the good news somehow the good news of God’s love came shining through.

"Repeat the Sounding Joy, Repeat the Sounding Joy!"

A Baby Changes Everything

We’ve been having a beautiful fall in Texas this year. This is our granddaughter Mia on our back patio. I thought of her today at church. It’s December 7th. In our prayers we remembered the anniversary of Pearl Harbor. In our scriptures we were reminded of how fragile and quickly our life goes by and then, as always, our prayers were filled with petitions for people who are going through difficult times.

Our Intern Pastor did a wonderful job of singing an old Jim Croce song called, Time in a Bottle and then later in the service, Sarah Wolff sang a song by Faith Hill called, A Baby Changes Everything. It’s only the Second Sunday in Advent, but it was one of those sweet, sweet mornings when somehow God finds a way of helping you to see that everything you want and need to know about Christmas is absolutely true….

Shepherds all gather round, up above the star shines down.A baby changes everything, yeah, a baby changes everything