Not Sure We Say This Enough. If Ever.

He reached up and around me.

This past Sunday morning I was sitting on the floor in the front of our church sanctuary. It was my honor to do our Children’s Sermon, which I always enjoy.

I’d finished, we’d prayed, and I’d invited them to go back to where they’d been.

Okay, well, actually, from what I’m told and from what I’ve seen on the video, I really did say “Ready, set, go! We’re ZOOMING!” and several took off  up the aisle as fast as they could.

Not the boy to my right.

He reached up and around me.

He patted me on the back, leaned over toward me and said, quite seriously, “Thank you.”

Made my day. My week. My — my oh my, when’s the last time you or I thanked our pastor for a sermon?