The Frozen Chosen

You may have heard by now that during our Sunday Funday time for the children at church yesterday, the kids all went sledding! Our church property has a great hill for sledding (and slip and slide in summer)! Everyone brought their snow clothes and sleds and took off for the snow, supervised of course.  They also had a brief lesson; the subject of the day was “good and bad choices.” Perfect. I asked one of the kids if we should just cancel church and let all the grown-ups go out and sled too and she said, “yeah!”  After church service was over, they all traipsed in for fellowship time, steam practically rising from their heads, snow tracks melting along behind them.  They went straight for the cookies and lemonade, clearly worn out from their fun.  Throughout the fellowship hall, all the adults had a fun sledding story to share. Everyone was reminiscing about their own snow days. It was a bonding moment for all that I did not anticipate.  We spent our worship considering our core identities (children of God), and our children making core memories about family, friends, and church.  Maybe one day they’ll sit around a table and tell their kids about sledding at church. I won’t soon forget it.  Looks like Presbyterians really are ‘the frozen chosen’ after all.