Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Only in Kids Church

A three hour service on Sunday night for the adults also meant a three hour service for 150 kids. Towards the end of the night, my 5th graders were getting antsy, but nowhere near as antsy as the 1st graders. Stall tactics ensued. As Thanksgiving a little over a week away, we asked the kids what they were thankful for.
"My dog."
"My parents."
All good answers. Then a 1st grader in a yellow hooded sweatshirt raised his hand.
"Break dancing."
Every leader in the room and this pint-sized boy knew the next question.
"Can you break dance?"
"Show us."
That was all he needed. He whipped his yellow hood over his blond hair and strutted towards the edge of the stage. All 150 kids were on their feet immediately straining to catch a glimpse of the impending dance-off. With one hand on his hip and the other raised in the air, he counted down with his fingers. "3, 2, 1."
If 15 seconds of fame turn into 15 years, just remember, it started in kids church.

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