An Easter Vanishing Act
April 20th, 2014
Let us set the scene. It’s Easter morning. The church is packed (literally about twice our average attendance). The “passing of the peace” is just winding down and the kids are assembling in the front to sing the choral introit.
But wait….where is Buggie? He has vanished.
I scan the crowd, looking for the usual telltale signs of Buggie’s presence in another pew – giggling children, shifting adults, and the small blond head bopping around.
Eventually, the choir director ask the patiently-assembled worshippers if anyone has seen my child. They haven’t.
Josh (the pastor, if you will recall) is just about to go looking for our son outside while the kids do their song when one of the bigger boys wanders over to the door to a small room which adjoins the sanctuary. He puts his ear to the door, then announces – “He’s in there!”
And a second later…“Uh oh. The door is locked!”
Ah yes, his career as a Pastor’s Kid is well underway.