On Sunday mornings I teach a Sunday school class, and I usually have three kids in it. One of the children is a little girl named Karis. Slowly she's accepting me as a teacher, and that's been a fun journey with her.
On Sunday evenings our church has an AWANA program, and Karis's mom is a helper with my son's age group.
As I drove home from picking up my son from his AWANA night, the thought occurred to me how sweet it is that every week, Karis's mom and I get to bless the child of the other. We just have a blessed kid-swap every week!
The next thought that occurred to me is that things like that make the body of Christ beautiful, amen?