Gardening with a little girl (involving children in ministry)

Lauren choose all pink flowers to plant

Lauren chose all pink flowers to plant

Involving children in your ministry can be messy. They will have the potential to be exposed to things you’d rather shield them from. A schedule will be harder to keep. They will see you at your very best and sometimes very worst.

Your children will also get a front-row seat to grace. They will get to experience what it means to be the Body of Christ first-hand. They will see the joy of serving others. They will witness prayers answered, and what it means to wait on the Lord. They will learn that being a Christian isn’t passive, it is life in action.

Children need to see their parents loving Jesus out loud through ministry. They need us to involve them in tangibly loving others and sharing the Gospel, even if it’s inconvenient and not as “efficient” with little ones in tow.

Last week, Lauren came home from church with a flower for me. She was so excited about this little flower, I decided that we would plant it, along with several other flowers in a few pots to add some color around our house. And, by color, I mean pink, because that’s the only color that was acceptable to her as we walked through the garden center at Walmart. For those who know me, and how hard I avoid gardening of any kind, this was a big deal!

We got all our supplies out, and then began getting the pots and dirt ready for the flowers.

Lauren thought she would go play on the swing-set and enjoy the flowers once they were planted. I had other plans.

I knew it was important for her to experience the planting process, to see for herself what it was like to plant and take care of the flowers she had been given.

So, for the morning, I got to garden with my little girl.

She helped put the dirt in the pots, which was not her favorite part. Her hands got dirty, which was terrible to her. She filled the watering can and lugged it back to the pots. She watered the dirt to prepare it. She helped plant the flowers and bury the seeds. She watered everything once more.

She now had ownership in these flowers, and has been tasked to water them, especially now that the weather has skipped right into summer this week.


Ministry should not just be for adults, for mommy and daddy only. Our kids need to be involved, take ownership in areas they can take on, be involved in prayer for people and needs. They need to understand that ministry is hard work, and be along with us to do that hard work whenever possible and appropriate.

I am by no means a perfect parent and I often fail in the areas God has given me to serve Him. But, my children can also see God’s grace and forgiveness at work, even in me, when ministry doesn’t go the way I had hoped or when I make mistakes.

One of the most beautiful results in gardening is seeing flowers grow and bloom. You play the small part of digging the dirt and scattering the seeds, while God brings the sun and rain and life.

Ministry is like that, too. God brings the results and new life. But, He invites us to get our hands dirty and love people, sharing the hope we have that comes from Jesus.

When we bring along our children to work with us in ministry, they see Jesus alive in us, and how He can and will transform people, just as He makes the flowers bloom.

On a breeze


One of many dandelions in our yard

This afternoon, in-between caring for the needs of a catapillar, Jackson discovered the joy of blowing white, puffy dandelions all over our yard. Lauren wanted to join the fun too, but her exploration ended when I realized she was eating the dandelion tufts.

As we watched those seeds being carried on the breeze, God brought my thoughts to His intentions for my life as His follower.

My life is not my own. I was bought with an extremely high price, and the way my life is spent is ultimately in God’s hands, not mine.
So as my Creater helps me to grow and mature, He desires me to give my life away and have His love and message flow through me to others.

Sometimes God achieves this purpose for my life by kicking up the wind around me. Gusts may rake over my life and frustrate my goals and plans. The breeze may knock down what I’ve been given or even take away what and who I hold dear. There will be times when understanding God is like trying to see where the wind came from and where it is going.

Maybe the breeze comes across our lives for the same reason as it does the dandelion. As the creation withstands the force around it, seeds are released to propel new life.

And as we endure life’s questions, heartaches and frustrations, God loosens His message of hope into  those around us, giving opportunity for others to find life’s purpose in Jesus.


Jackson gets ready to blow his dandelion