One of my favorite parts of my trip was the children's Bible study I held daily. Bible study was from 1 to 2, kids would start showing up at 12:15 and would leave by 2:45. There would be people ranging in ages from 1 to 19 or so. It was relaxed, casual, and a whole lot of fun.
The one year old boy, Poppe, would come down with the other children from the children's home and would be very fussy every now and then. After all, one year olds need naps. The first time it happened I noticed the other kids talking about taking him back so he wouldn't bother anyone. As they were talking, the crying boy was just wondering around the porch. I picked him up and within a minute he was asleep on my shoulder. So I held him as I taught.
The only time Poppe would sleep in my arms was when I was teaching, and I loved every second of it!
Jesus says, "whoever welcomes little children in my name also welcomes me." So that is what I tried to do. It didn't matter what the child needed, I would do what I could to meet their needs and make sure they knew they were love. Sometimes that meant explaining that they needed to apologize to or forgive another child, sometimes it meant giving them water or a small snack, and sometimes it meant letting a child sleep in my arms as I taught the Word of God.
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