Sunday, 10 March 2013

Mothering Sunday 10th March 2013

Handprint heart

As usual, my Sunday School planning has been sketchy, last minute, put together on the fly.

It worked out OK though. What a great bunch of children!

On the assumption that there would only be about half a dozen (based on the last time I was on the rota, back in January) I thought I would risk doing handprints as the activity.

I loved these hearts from |With a bit of planning (large bowl of water, dishcloth and pile of paper towels, protective surface, plates of paint all ready at one end of the table) and a second activity from the same site set up with my helpers at the other end of the table that was the "cutting and sticking" part done. Now, how about the "churchy" stuff?

On another site of Mother's Day activities, some Bible verses were suggested: 2 Corinthians 3-7:
3 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. 5 For just as we share abundantly in the sufferings of Christ, so also our comfort abounds through Christ. 6 If we are distressed, it is for your comfort and salvation; if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which produces in you patient endurance of the same sufferings we suffer. 7 And our hope for you is firm, because we know that just as you share in our sufferings, so also you share in our comfort.

That fitted nicely with the handprint coupons. Instead of promising to do jobs around the house, they could offer their mothers a cuddle in exchange for a coupon, because sometimes a Mummy needs a cuddle or a hug.

James, bless him, twigged immediately that their cuddle could come from Jesus, because we are all made in the image of Jesus/God.

The other children were very intrigued, and loved the idea that they could pass on a Jesus-hug to their Mummy.

Now for the prayer bit. They were a little dubious when I suggested that we would all think about Jesus and love for 15 whole seconds, but gave it a go. Then we tried thinking about people who didn't know Jesus for another 15 seconds. Finally we thought about our mothers for 15 seconds.

Finally, with still some time to fill, I sang the song Kumala Vista to them - it's a simple "listen and copy song" which some of them knew already, and then again with "churchy" words to make it into a prayer song.

Phew. And the paint was just about dry by the end of the service.

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