The World According To Chris Brewer

For whatever reason, I never really cared much for kids all throughout my life. But over the past couple of years, my perspective on that has really changed.

Look no further for living proof of that than Wednesday night at church dinner, when I sat down by Omar and his son Treyton, who just turned six on Sunday. Soon we were joined by a good sized group of kids from the church, all circling around our table.

I don’t know why but for some reason they must think I’m my dad. My father was (still is) the massively popular children’s minister who was rather ersatz but connected with all the kids probably because he still is one. I guess they see some of him in me, and that’s a good thing. All I do is just spend some good time and crack a few jokes with the kids at church, and they eat it up.

So we’re all sitting down to dinner and we finish our food, and for some reason Trey decided it would be cool to show the rest of the kids the ability I gave my iPhone to use it as an Etch-A-Sketch. You simply touch your finger on the screen and you can draw anything. Trey and I had tried it when we were bored before the wedding on Saturday and here is a result of it, a man who crashed his car and is trying to get out of it:

So naturally, all the other kids wanted to try it out. Sofia, Jesiah, Lily, Christian (I think that’s his name), Trey and a couple others happened on over to check out the ghetto Etch-A-Sketch.

After awhile of just doodling, we decided to create a neat little picture of our own. It started out with Trey making a dinosaur neck, Jes adding ears to it, Sofia adding the eyes and nose, me making the mustache and Lily doing a great job of making the rest of the body.

We saved the file to disk, and without further adieu I present to you the unofficial mascot of Crimson House Children’s Ministries.

That’s right, everyone. Donkey Hotay, the official mule of Crimson House Ministries. I think we’re the one and only church to have a mule as a mascot. Hey if Balaam’s donkey spoke God can speak through Hotay too, I guess.

In all seriousness, something like this goes to show how easy it is to interact with kids if you really try. If you say and believe, as I once did, that you’re not good with kids, then you’ve really not taken the time to interact with them at all. God has given us all a tremendous gift when he gave us children, and I am thankful that my time here at Crimson House is helping me realize that more fully.

After all, if children are a reflection of the Kingdom of Heaven, they command as much — if not more — love and respect as our contemporaries.

God bless our kids.