Jesus Loves the Little Children and This World Racer

 

The other day we went to this children’s daycare home
for mentally

disabled kids. I was helping out in the craft room. The
kids were doing a sewing craft. The teacher asked me to teach the girl
next to me how to sew a button. She gave me this small square of purple
fabric and a few buttons the two of us could choose from. So we started
sewing buttons.

I was pleased with her sewing skills, she did great threading the needle
and knowing how to tie a not in the thread. She even did really good
finding the holes in the button to slide her needle through. After we
had both finished our buttons, I looked around at what else I could do
with her. I saw some beads…that’s it. We’ll just decorate our fabric
with beading work.

I started making a pattern around the button. The girl had a bit of
trouble threading the beads so I put them through the needle for her. As
we sat and worked I couldn’t help but think of that time I went to
Young at Art and sat in chairs way too small bending over 
sketchbooks and creating art with no more vision than playing around,
experimenting and letting the mind go for a half an hour.

I was brought back to reality when the girl next to me started singing
the Sunday school kids song “Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible
tells me so…”

In whatever capacity the girl sitting next to me had to understand the
world around her, this part she did know; that Jesus loved her.
We didn’t talk about Him while we were together – we don’t even speak
the same language – but the fact that Jesus loves us and cares for us
was evident.

I reached a point in my design where I didn’t know what to do next, I
kind of hated it. Familiar story, right?

The teacher peaked over my shoulder and said one word: “Heart.”

I looked down, and there it was. I had half of a heart on my fabric.