Yesterday morning at church I had this particular 2nd grader who returned to church, amazingly enough after having a disastrous week with us the Sunday before Christmas. The previous Sunday he had clearly not taken the medication that he so desperately needed. (I am not joking; but rather trying to explain why he had such a terribly misbehaved day at church.)
As he was checking in at the visitor table I approached him and asked if he would follow the rules a little better this week. He assured me that he was prepared to impress me with his behaving skills, so I assured him that I would be watching him. As genuinely as possible he looked up at me and said,
“Are you going to be watching me like Santa does?”
