a bench with a view

a bench with a view

Monday, June 11, 2012

sometimes I could cry

I'm  a crier. I "blame" my mom for this. I wrote about this before, but her due date for me was very close to Christmas, so when families and friends would ask her what she wanted for Christmas, the Christmas season she was pregnant with me, she would say "Tiny Tears". Tiny Tears was a doll that cried tears. Very popular back in the year 1957. Well a few days before Christmas she got her wish and her very own Tiny Tears was born.  And I haven't stopped crying since.

I cry at Hallmark commercials. I cry hearing Pomp and Circumstance on the TV; don't even ask me how it was to hear Pomp and Circumstance watching my children walk in at their high school graduations. I cry when I'm happy, I cry when I'm sad, I just cry. God stores all our tears, the Bible says it. I've said it before, there's a Lake Betty in heaven.....I look forward to seeing it.

I'm crying writing this post.

I am a crier. Is there a support group for such a person?

It doesn't matter, because I will always cry.

I found myself with tears welling up in my eyes today.

I volunteer in children's ministry at church. I used to volunteer every other week, but we had a change in children's ministry leaders amongst other changes and there left a gap in the schedule that needed to be filled by someone so I volunteered to step in and help weekly until such a gap could be filled. I have to tell you since I started doing this, I've really come to appreciate a Sunday afternoon nap.

We work with children ages three up to sixth grade. We all stay together for worship songs and the lessons and then break up into age appropriate groups, usually preschool to kindergarten, first to third grade, fourth to sixth grade. I take the first group, three year olds to kindergarteners. Usually the time we break up, we may do a craft, a science project, a game, but we can relate better at that point with a smaller group of similarly aged children.

Today while working at church, watching the children's minister interacting with the children, singing along with them, doing the motions to the songs, running around the room with the motions, a big smile on her face, shining God's love, after an exhausting week of running Vacation Bible School with over 50 kids in attendance, greeting kids that had come to the camp and now with their families were coming for the first time to our church, comforting a shy child, I was moved to tears. I had to contain myself, get a hold of myself, putting aside my emotions and smile broadly, singing along.

I am so blessed to work with such a Godly young woman. Children's ministry is hard work; trying to engage the young ones, trying to get volunteers, trying to keep things alive and relevant. She has a purpose, she has a plan, she has a faith, she prays, God answers, kids are hearing the good news of Jesus. Kids are singing, kids are sharing, kids are learning, kids are serving.

I'm crying typing this.

I am so blessed to work with Michelle. God's light is shining through her.

Matthew 18:5 And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.

Jesus is being welcomed at our church......so abundantly week after week after week because of her faithfulness. Thank you Lord Jesus.


43 comments:

Caroline said...

I'm a crier I cry at everything. My Dad was like that could bust into tears at a minute.
Yay for a great children's ministry.
{{{ Hugs }}} I think we would get a long great together, :)

TARYTERRE said...

The story about tiny tears was so-ooo sweet. I used to wear my heart on my sleeve too. There are some people who are born into this world with a calling. MICHELLE sounds like such a person. Al those little ones invigorate and inspire her. That is a wonderful blessing, indeed. Tears cleanse the soul. Do not be ashamed to let them flow. Take care.

Sue H said...

I cry a lot at the moment, too. (that's a mixture of family stress and hormones, though!)

Hubby and I were for many years the youth leaders at our church, running the weekly Sunday school as well as midweek events and special activity weekends. It was (mostly) fun and a privilege to bring the message of Jesus into these young lives. But, once the children reached their teens they were expected to join the adults in the service. We begged and pleaded for others to come forward to help but the response was feeble.
So, (after more tears) we made the decision to move to another church - we were not prepared to risk our children walking away from God when He was not presented to them in a relevant way.
Our next church catered well and had a large and very vibrant youth programme, right through to school leavers (and then an integration programme into adult church membership).
It wasn't long before we were encouraged to join in with the younger groups and we did that for nearly eight years.
Now, as they've grown up, we see the young faces we taught, out in the world but embedded in Christ. More tears, but this time in thankfulness for the privilege of serving Him.
:-)

Michelle said...

God is proud of you!

Shelly said...

What a very wonderful story! It's also a terrific reason to be moved to tears.

Stew said...

Lake Betty sounds like a wonderful place. I too can't wait to see it. I'm sure it will bring a tear to my eye.

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

There have been many times I've been moved to tears. Happy tears and sad tears. They are a good thing I think. Your tiny tears story is a precious one for sure. Sometimes when I'm just sitting and thinking about how wonderful life is, I tear up. Hope today brings only the happy kind for you!

jack69 said...

Criers are some of the best folk int he world, you gotta love 'em. I call it tender hearted, not much better than a tender heart.
I can remember working with the children, one of the most rewarding of ministries. Do it right, and you have made some of the BEST memories in a human life!

I worked with BONNIE,. a dedicated children's worker. I will never forget that lady. She is one of those folks who LOVES children.

Good entry sweet thang!

Jeanie said...

I remember the Tiny Tears doll very well....I'm sure I had one about the time you were born.
The story of your tears watching Michelle work is enough to bring tears to my eyes.

Hollie said...

Im a crier also. I get aggravated sometimes because of it. Sweet story. Sounds like Michelle is right where she needs to be. Bless you my friend!!

BelovedBomber said...

I can relate to the crying too. Your post made me smile. I also can smile during VBS productions, open houses, movies, you name it...

banning brewd said...

i'm not a huge crier...sometimes i think i have a heart of stone...lol. God bless you and God bless your Michelle!

Toriz said...

You're such a caring person, that's why you cry so easily!

I had a Tiny ears because my Mam wanted me to have one since she'd wanted one as a child and didn't get one. I also had Timmy, Tiny Tears' brother, who came out when I was about 10; he was the last doll I ever had.

Toriz said...

*I had a Tiny Tears even.

gracies tough journey said...

That was such a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing it.

gracies tough journey said...

That was such a beautiful story. Thank you for sharing it.

Lynn Proctor said...

it is so wonderful that you are so invested in your ministries!

JosephAlsarraf said...

Now your going to make me cry. I don't cry much, maybe sometimes....

Glad you were able to help out!
: )

Betty WSch. said...

I have never seen my husband lose a tear...me on the other hand....Many!
I totally get it. I think if we ever met, we'd be crying for all the joy of meeting. hahaha

Dana said...

I'm also a crier.

Wonderful post! Bless you for the work you do with kids. That sort of thing takes a very special person. :)

The Brown Recluse said...

I cry a little more than I used to...once upon a time I would have died rather than cry! It's OK to cry, I'm certain of it.

I thank God for children's ministers! They don't realize, most likely, the impact they have on these young lives. But they certainly do.

Debby@Just Breathe said...

I love the heart of a Sunday school teacher and I think it is awesome for children to know God at a young age. It's okay to cry.

Blondee said...

Betty~

Showing your heart and love is a beautiful thing, tears are nothing to be ashamed of. Ever.

Marianne said...

What you do is amazing. And I will always cry at that exact moment in Terms of Endearment when Teddy walks out of his mom's hospital room. And also when I run out of laundry detergent. Potato-poTAto. (; God bless.

Linda said...

Thank you for using your tender heart for His Glory. God uses our tears. Think of how Mary Magdalene washed Jesus feet with her tears. Be thankful you are able to shed your tears! Someday I will explain in an email.
God Bless!

Linda B. said...

Wonderful to hear of of God's love and light shining bright. Keep the tissues handy for all those tears of joy!

At a longtime elementary secretary's retirement program, she was presented with about a dozen boxes of Kleenex. She was a crier, too.

Rita said...

I remember Tiny Tears dolls. I got one for Christmas one year and was just thrilled! ;)

But--I was not a crier. I was trained not to cry. Wasn't allowed. So, I have slowly learned to cry over the years. First alone and now I am occasionally finding my eyes filling up in front of people. Well, it's only my son and DIL, but still. Feels weird to me. But I find myself able to cry at Hallmark commercials and movies and the poor unwanted puppies and kittens...a lot more things than I ever would have--for previous decades. And Karma doesn't mind at all. ;)

Good crying is amazing! Go ahead and cry!! :):)

mare ball said...

I'm crier too...and I love it. I call it "the gift of tears." I think tears reveal the heart. I especially love a man who will reveal his tears (my husband is good at this.) I love movies that make me cry. That level of emotion connects us with others. I think tears should never be scolded. Your mother gave you a great gift! And I too, love that you work w/ kids. The world need people who are called to love the little ones. God bless you!

Janice's footsteps said...

You dear Betty are indeed one of God's angels here on Earth! i love criers, I am one myself and it was actually made fun of today at work, the guys said "oh that Janice she can cry on demand" I just laugh about it :}
I almost took over our childrens Bible study at church but 1 of the dads who has 5 kids of his own wanted to do it 1st so I let him with the deal I would fill in when he needed help, low & behold our adult teacher who has been doing the adult study decided after 34 years she was ready to hand over the books & YEP I stepped in. Not sure if adults or kids are easier I will let you know. But we have to feed the "body" our churches need us ALL :))

SweetMarie said...

Betty, this is a beautiful post. I'm a crier as well. It's really hit me hard the past few years. Just like you were describing here, I cry tears of joy as well as tears of sadness. I cry a lot in blogland. Have a great week!
Marie

Just Be Real said...

You enjoy that blessing of crying so freely. I look forward to that day for myself. Thank you for blessing me with this post.

Deanna said...

I know what you mean about being a cryer. I cry over everything. I even cried when giving thanks before thanksgiving dinner. Itis not a bad thing to feel so deeply. It is wonderful what you are doing with the children!

Chatty Crone said...

Betty - I appreciate your tears of love. I used to be a crier like that, but don't anymore. What a lovely story of that young lady. She was blessed to be with you too. sandie

Sharon said...

OK, Betty - I am also a Weeping Wilma. I'm crying reading your post. Michelle - what a wonderful servant of God! Oh how brightly she shines!

And I have to agree, there are few things that touch my heart more deeply than seeing children loving the Lord!

Childlike faith - may we never lose that part of our hearts!

And good for you for being such a selfless volunteer, Betty. Keep up the good work, good and faithful servant!

GOD BLESS!

notes4neta said...

I remember Tiny Tears! My sister had that doll. I loved it, though. I used to be ashamed of my tears, always trying to hold back, but once a wise woman told me that crying is actually a gift. Those who can't/won't cry are really missing out. Crying is such a release and it's healthy, just like laughing is.
Sometimes happy, upbeat, praise songs at church bring tears to my eyes. I think that's rather strange, but I'm learning to accept and allow myself to show my emotion.

Karen Greenberg said...

I didn't cry often in my younger days, but I've noticed that more things set me off lately. I think it's a result of stress and just needing that release.

I can definitely see a need for a Sunday afternoon nap! Working with young children is exhausting.

Robyn :) said...

I cry easily, too. In titanic when they show the old couple in bed gets me everytime as well as when Monica flies in the Christmas episode of Touched By an Angel.

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Big Mark 243 said...

I think your emotions were definitely appropriate Betty. I used to be a crier at things because I would invest so much of myself into people and things. Maybe it is not about a "Lake Betty" in heaven, but the one here on Earth, making up for those who do not have the empathy or compassion as you do!!

Donna B. said...

I think it is a blessing you are not numb and plugged up. You are open, sensitive, loving soul who is a blessing to all who know you...myself included, even though we have not technically met in person, I feel very close to you. I too cry at Hallmark commercials and Pomp and Circumstance and practically everything with kids or animals. I know these are challenging times right now...but the Lord will see us through. Hugs to you my friend.

Tami said...

What a beautiful tribute to your children's pastor. She sounds like a wonderful lady. And bless you for volunteering your time to help children. They certainly take a lot of work and energy.

Don't worry about being a crier - so am I. I cry daily - usually over the dumbest things. After 30 years, Hubs has finally gotten used to it and just lets me cry. :)

Thanks for the beautiful post.

Monica said...

So wonderful to find your blog again. =) Like you, I'm a crier. My children will always say "don't cry mom, it's a happy time" I AM happy, those are happy proud tears. Even when it didn't involve them, I cry. I cried reading this - teared up anyway.

Michelle sounds like a wonderful young woman. I know I still have very fond memories of my Sunday school teacher and I still think about her often. She taught me more than she proably ever imagined!

Mevely317 said...

Oh wow, can I identify with this! Pomp & Circumstance? -- Ya, even if I didn't know a soul in the room. Unfortunately, most times my eyes start flooding are the unexpected, even UNappropriate. The first time I heard "House That Built Me" during my morning commute, I showed up at the office with smeared mascara and a red nose ... not a pretty sight!

Tamera Brose said...

I work with the children at my church and it is hard work. I'm afraid to say I may not always shine like your MIchelle. What a blessing to work with her. BTW I cry at everything too.