The denomination did not matter. I didn’t know the difference, and probably wouldn’t have cared if I did. The size was inconsequential. I wasn’t impressed. Doctrine also wasn’t an issue. I didn’t need that, nor would I have understood it. That’s not to suggest those things aren’t important. They are. I sought refuge in the church, because it wasn’t like my family. I went there to escape my disorderly world. I got up, and got myself to church whenever I could because I felt accepted, and loved. Like a moth to a light, I was drawn to church.
I challenge congregations not to forget the children who live around them. They won’t bring anything to church except the need to be loved, and introduced to the gospel. That is enough though.
Take Away: The church needs children as much as children need the church.