Yesterday in Preschool Chapel, I was trying to get some kids’ attention who were talking to each other. So I called out to them, “boys, are you with me?” From the opposite side of the group, where I wasn’t even looking, I heard a little voice say, “I’m with you, Sister Michelle!”
It was such a sweet moment. And it hit me…isn’t that what so many of us want to hear? “I’m with you!” When we hear that from people in our lives, so much anxiety and fear melts away. We are not alone. Someone is with us.
It was not lost on me, then, the words that Jesus said to his disciples: “Behold, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.”
And then I wondered, “who am I saying those words to? Who needs to know that I am with them?”
Once again…lessons from a 4-yr. old.