As you know, if you’ve been reading, for quite some time, I’ve occasionally been running little installments called “Mama’s K.I.S.S.” I know that lots of readers could give many more and far more creative ideas than I can offer, but these installments are just a few tried and true and mostly old-fashioned ideas for putting service hearts in our kids. This is number 77 of a list of one hundred ways we train our kids to serve. K.I.S.S. is an acronym for “Kids In Service Suggestions”.
This one’s a win for everyone involved. Take your older kids to visit a widow or widower. But first, let your older child call a young mom in the congregation and see if her two or three-year old can come visiting at the designated time with you and your older. Arrange for car seat swap-off and installation and let the toddler proudly ring the door bell with a plate of cookies in hand. Be sure you tell your child that “we are training this little one to serve.” You will serve a very happy widow. The little one will be blessed in the training. Your older one will have fun with the toddler, while learning to teach and serve. (Toddlers are always funny.) The young mom will have a (likely) much-needed break. And you, Mom, are training your future care-giver, to love and respect the opportunities to serve that she/he will be afforded through life. Everyone involved will hope this is not an isolated incident. (Well, YOU may have a moment or two when you think, “What was I thinking?” but you will quickly get past it!) Relationships that will serve your child well are being formed. This one is a five-star opportunity. (I can hardly believe it, but there are parents who are doing this one now, who were the toddlers in the car-seat for our family’s tag-along escapades….It’s the morning of service that affects the next generation!)


this year!
Make sure you KEEP studying with the new sister. Ask her to read, with you, a book of the Bible—say the book of John. Maybe just three chapters each week and then meet up weekly, if possible, to discuss the verses read and take lessons for her life. Perhaps your elders, like mine, will love for you to meet with new sisters, during one of the Bible class times, when everyone is already there at the building, and talk with her, about the scriptures.
Somebody in your congregation, if you are a young church, is already taking the time and effort to sanitize the nursery class each week. Every little plastic car that rolls on the table while they are singing “The wheels on the car go round and round…on the way to Bible class/“ has to be rubbed down with a germ-killing wipe. The linens on the changing table have to be washed
and replaced. The table -top that has their little bucket safety seats has to be disinfected and the little clocks they hold during “Tick-tock, time for Bible class” do, too. The diaper pail has to be emptied.
I’ve yet to see the police department, fire station crew (volunteer or paid), or rescue unit that does not love homemade cinnamon rolls delivered to the station or precinct headquarters. You can make these at home with your own kids and do all the delivery work yourselves, or you can do this as a group project with several kids and deliver as a youth group. It can be a project for your homeschoolers, as well. The important thing is to let the kids go in there with hearts and words of gratitude to those men and women who are working to keep our communities safe. It goes without saying that you will also want to include an invitation to visit the church with times and/or info about special events or seminars included. You may want to even let each child deliver a hand-written note of thanks, as well.
community.It’s great to put a sign out on the day of the event with this title “Thank-you for your service! Free breakfast today for our police, fire and rescue workers. Come on in!” Have kids at the door to welcome and have them during the milk and juice ar helping with the coffee counter.
I remember being in middle school when I was growing up in the Adamsville, Alabama church of Christ. I doubt that any adult guided Laura and Marsha as they did this, but rather, I think they took it upon themselves to sort of mentor a group of three middle school girls. I’m 65 years old and I still fondly remember the outings, sleepovers and service projects that these older (11th-12th grade) Christian girls planned for us. Laura’s parents owned a small apartment complex and they would let us have a vacant one for our sleepovers. Those were the days. These very cool (and godly) teenagers took time for us; and we (the middle-schoolers) thought we had arrived.
There are few places that bring smiles to young servants in a more eternally fulfilling way than the hallways of hospitals. Truly!
(Today’s privacy rules will not allow the hospital to divulge that information, but many patients are so happy to have visitors and talk about their diagnoses.)