Sunday, April 19, 2009

Signs of Love

We have a lady who signs for the deaf during the church service. She stands on the platform not far from the preacher. We've heard complaints about where she stands, and I kind of agreed that she didn't need to be up there, but what I saw this morning changed my mind.

I looked across the way and saw a little kindergartner sitting on her daddy's lap and following the signing the best she could. Amazing how close she came to the right signs. I loved watching her. Not only was she learning something invaluable, it was probably helping her listen to what was being said.

Sometimes we don't know what kids are picking up. I know I'm really bad at making snap judgements, but watching this child made me realize (again), that the world doesn't revolve around me.

Am I the only one who has a problem with that?


  1. No, I think it runs in the family.

  2. In the 80's at Higher Dimensions, Julie sat with her parents on the front row and signed to praise and worship songs. I picked up most of the songs and loved it so much that I even got the book, The Joy of Signing. Since then, I have continued to sign while singing worship songs (mostly by myself). i've taught my kids a few songs and taught a song in Children's Church last month. It's funny how it's stayed with me, somehow I connect more when signing. And yes, I find myself completely self-absorbed at times. Writing seems to help open my eyes better than anything else. Gotta love hindsight.