I love the Children's Sermon at church. I love watching the kids gather around our Pastor... at the foot of the cross. I love how the big kids help out the little ones... reaching out a hand or patting the spot on the floor next to them... prompting folded hands for prayer. And the message is always one I can lend to my own life.
This week our church has moved to a new location... someday we will have our own building, but for now we gather at a school, and this summer it is a new one. Our Pastor asked the kids to look for things that were just a little different than our old location... and to look for the things that were the same. We have brought along all the pieces that make our church a church... the altar... the banners... the flags. And God? He is always here. Always with us no matter where we go. Always the same. Always. It is something I was glad to be reminded of... that He is always the same. He gives us wings to fly and He holds our hands and hearts through our struggles... and we grow. But God? He has never changed. Never. In a life that can change with the blink of an eye, I am so very thankful for a constant in my life. For the Author of Life... the author of my life... who never falters, even when I do.
It was not a new message... but it was one I needed to hear again. Maybe I am too tall to sit with the young ones at the Pastor's feet, but the message is for me... and for you. And that space... at the foot of the cross? It is one I count on... and will, for all my life.