No Invisible Children

This response to a previous blog needs to be out here where everyone can see it. Read Peggy's heartbreaking poem...

I've never been on a blog before, and don't know if this is where i need to be or not! something happened today that i felt moved to share. having been a children's minister until my husband's job changed our location,and a subscriber to your magazine and workshop attender, i always thought i was sensitive to the invisible child. i have an invisible grandson, one who is unchurched unless i take him to vbs or other church outreach events. his family situation makes for a stay-in-the-apartment existance unless memaw takes him places. i took him to a church day camp this week. i came home and cried after i left him today and wrote this letter to the church. i think all children's ministers need to read it and think about that invisible child.

She took me into camp today.
Did you see me?
My teacher wasn't in the sanctuary.
Did you see me?
No one greeted me.
Did you see me?
It was the same thing yesterday and the day before.
Did you see me?
When I am on the playground, no one is near me.
Did you see me?
When I leave, no one tells me goodbye.
Did you see me?
She makes me come every day.
Did you see me?
I probably won't come Sunday.
Will you miss me?
When I look for Jesus, will He see me?

A lonesome child

thanks for letting me vent.
memaw

Posted by: peggy moore | July 15, 2009 at 09:06 AM

Comments

[Kim Butz]

it's VBS week at my church. I shared this poem with all of my volunteers at our prayer huddle. it was amazing to see the change in attitude and action once eyes were open to possibility of invisible children. we want to be the hands and feet of Jesus to every child this week - and every week!

[Jana Goebel]

Wow. And wow. I will definitely be sharing this with my servants in the weeks to come. What an important reminder that we should do our best to see all of the kids in our care with God's eyes. Thanks for sharing!

[Autumn]

Memaw thank you so much for sharing. My heart cries out for not only the pain of this little one but also for all the others that no one sees. I pray that God would open our eyes and hearts to the needs of the children and their families as well. God bless you and yours.