Kiddos

Sunday mornings from 9:30 until 10:40 is my favorite hour of the entire week.  It's the hour I get to spend with my children.  By children I mean my Sunday school boys and girls.  None of them are actually biologically mine.  But I claim them.  Each and every one.

Crazy things happen when you get a group of 10 (yes I had 10!!) middle school boys and girls together in a 15 x 12 room.  Milk is spilled, sunflower seeds are flicked, but most importantly we learn about God.

This particular Sunday we were talking about church and how it has four different purposes: worship, fellowship, teaching/studying, and telling others about Jesus.  At the end of class, I had them each tell me one way they could get more involved in church and then I asked them which category of the four above it fell under.

I have a group of incredibly talented students.  Band, sports, art. I'm a very proud non-mother.  One in particular loves football.  So I was encouraging him to think of a way he could use this talent to glorify God at church.  He came up with a church football team...fellowship, teamwork.  I approve.

And here comes the sole reason I just wrote four paragraphs.  This is why I love my kiddos.  This would probably make more since if you were there.  But here it is, one quote of many.

"Yeah, we could have a football team.  But you would have to be the running back because boys can't hit girls."

I don't even know what a running back is.

My boys are gentlemen, even in the harsh game of football.