I was editing the church podcast this morning and I heard the joyful coo of a baby in the background of the sermon. (If you’re a regular listener, sorry I’m a bit behind on getting those uploaded). I laughed, remembering another time when this sweet boy threw his arms in the air and shouted “tough-down!” while another baby screeched at a pivotally emotional moment in the sermon. It was a sweet, albeit distracting, moment. I love it! (Someday I’ll compile a book of “children in church” moments.)
I love the sound of children in the service! When they cry, I’ve tried to incorporate it into illustrations. I’ve held children that were walking around the front during the service. I’ve simply pressed through and ignored the cries. I often try to remind everyone, “it’s ok, we all love children here.” Sometimes they distract, sometimes they don’t. Always, they are a joy! Here are a few reasons why I love children in the service.
- They make me a better worshiper. Worship is a skill that is developed with practice. I want to learn to do it well! As a fellow worshiper, the cries and grunts of little ones push me to work harder to worship well. Just as when standing next to someone who can’t seem to sing on key or keep the rhythm, I am pressed to focus on Christ and press through distraction. Similar to sitting next to one who can’t stop fidgeting, so a child squirming forces me to work harder to focus. Often I’m convicted that the little one that is laughing or crying and the person who cannot seem to stay on key are both worshiping with greater abandon than I am able to muster. So, I have to press harder into Christ and I am grateful for the “joyful noise” that I must learn to worship through.
- Children remind me that worship is a corporate activity. Their sweet noises inspire me to love God with greater abandon and remind me that worship is corporate, not simply individual. We are a body of believers gathered together to worship. We are to work for the good of one another. So children are part of that body. I have an obligation to figure out how to worship with the hand and the feet of Christ! I cannot simply expect the feet to not dance while I am exercising the mouth. We are a body together, we worship together. Sometimes that worship looks like a peaceful pasture, sometimes it looks like a thunderstorm, always it is worship. So my goal must be to work in worship WITH the entire body.
- A child’s need to cry reminds me of my own need to cry out to God! I can often be too intellectual. I forget that my heart and Spirit groan with words un-utterable. A baby has a way of jarring me from my emotionally detached state and reminding me of my need. As a pastor, their cries remind me that Jesus answers my own cries. Their laughter delights my soul and I see the delight of God in the joy of children. It’s no wonder that Jesus says, “let the little children come to me!” When I hear the cry of a child, I am reminded of the gospel given to me, a child. I am held in my Father’s arms as His greatness is proclaimed!
- Children remind me that I am only one voice in the body. Their noises challenge me to remember that I am not the most important person in the room and the voice of the Lord extends to all ages! Preachers get this twisted on occasion. We start to think that what we have to say is more important than anything else. But, the Spirit sometimes wants to work in the voice of the baby, not the scholar. My voice is not the only voice proclaiming the greatness of God today. If a church begins to think that the pastor is the sole voice proclaiming worship, then that church needs to learn more about worship.
- Finally, children inspire admiration in me for the parents. What a joy it is for me to preach and worship with parents who work so hard to train their children in the Lord! If you struggle with children being in worship, I get it… it’s hard and it is OK for you to have difficulty. If you are a parent striving to raise even your babies in the corporate worship setting, you’re amazing! Thank you. Thank you for allowing me to see your struggle and help when I am able. Thank you for pressing into the community despite the awkwardness. Thank you for coming, even though it is hard to manage. I appreciate you. We know it is difficult. We know you are tired. We want to help and lift you up.
Full disclosure: At SGF we have a nursery for 3 and under during the sermon only. We ask that parents keep their kids in the service for the music, scripture reading, and prayer. We recognize this is difficult for some, but at SGF we are all in this together. So, if you come to visit, we will embrace your children being in the service. Occasionally we will not have nursery and just press through the difficulties children sometimes present, because we love them and we love you. We all love children… we’ll help as best we can… Thanks for reading.