This Sunday we will celebrate two milestones in the life of the church. We will welcome Peyton, Cameron, and Tierney as new siblings in Christ through baptism, and over in the chapel, we will welcome our 2- and 3-year-olds to explore the chapel with their parents.
This annual event begins with parents and students moving around the chapel looking for things that are beautiful, surprising, soft, warm, cold, and more. You’d be surprised by what they find! Pebbles and leaves tracked in on a rainy November morning, a forgotten glove, a pair of glasses- they will be found! At the same time, tiny fingers trace the carvings in woodwork, occasionally faces are pressed into the cold stone, little hands try to hold up the BIG bible, and there are a few giggles as friends test out the pastor’s seats.

We gather at the front of the chapel where we retell and reenact the story of Samuel in the temple. Hilarious snores and wide eyes help convey the moment when you awake in the middle of the night. Faces showing worry and wonder look around, imagining where the voice is coming from. Eventually, all of our students find a place for a nap, and parents gently call them awake, whispering their names. “Chloe, Chloe!” “Ben, Ben!” “Aya, Aya!” and tiny feet race to their grown-ups. Of course, we end singing a few songs and enjoying a Joyful Feast of Goldfish in the children’s chapel before a final prayer sends us out into the world.

Looking at the chapel through their eyes, I see the space in a new way each year. The care given to each pew as information is arranged and rearranged so that cards are ready for the next visitor or member. The details of the vine and grapes tracing up the legs of the communion table. The delight as colored light dances across old stone floors and three-year-olds proudly announce each color they recognize. While I see the chapel in a new way, I also experience worship in a new way. We follow the same four-fold pattern: gathering, listening, responding, and sending. Our gathering is joyful and courageous, and God’s people find their way together. Our listening is holy. Our youngest students hear the story directly through their own experiences. They know what it means to wake up at night uncertain and what grown-ups sound like when they send you back to bed. They are willing to wait in the quiet, wondering what God’s voice might sound like. The story takes root in another generation. Our response is familiar, as napkins become tables and a shared snack becomes almost sacramental. I love watching children worry that everyone has something, and through their dedication, even the most reluctant parents will have at least one or two tiny fish. Our sending is simple—parents and children give one another a blessing, and they walk out together.
Gathering, listening, responding, and sending, another generation adds their voice, praising God, sharing their insights into God’s word, and sharing their wonder and joy with the Body of Christ.