Yesterday, we had our children's Christmas program at church. Dorene and I directed the musical called "Touch of an Angel" (no, not the t.v. show, that's touched BY an angel). A fairly typical kids program with some light drama and upbeat songs.
It went over very well and the congregation was really appreciative of it. One of the highlights was when the shepherds came in with the "sheep." In this case, the sheep consisted of our son Cameron, and 5 other kids ranging from 1 - 4. They were supposed to crawl up the center aisle. Cameron instead did a full sprint like he was a cheetah and lept up onto the stage. The littlest one, Wesley, just sort of lagged behind and eventually got up on stage, after a few pauses to dance to the music. All in all, it was a typical small church production void of the glitter and gloss of a mega-church.
But there was another highlight which trumped the others. The first two rows were full of family members of one of the kids in the cast. The entire family is unchurched but they came out to support their daughter. The daughter is one of Anna's classmates from her previous school. We have been picking her up every Sunday morning and Wednesday evening for church. She loves coming and her parents are very open to it. They've never attended themselves, but hey, you never know. Doors get open and God can work wonderful things once the opportunity is presented.
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