“Sundays are hard for newborns, ” a church member said sympathetically as she handed back my cry daughter. It’s a truth universally acknowledged. On Sundays, the carefully orchestrated catnap schedule of the other six daytimes bends and then snaps under the constraints of morning and evening devotion. On Sundays, the hushed interactions of family life fade below the sound of an entire congregation. On Sundays, handfuls of Cheerios bridge the gap between one delayed banquet and another. On Sundays, things are different.
The weekly stop of Sunday often leaves Christian mothers prevented and fatigued. Carrying our fussy littles ones to the minivan after praise, we wonder if Sundays are good for children. It can seem much easier to stay home and stick to the usual routine.
Of course, we ought to have compassion on our children every day of their lives. We recognize that they are weak, and we fill their physical and emotional needs with love and mercy. We recollect to deliver those Cheerios and that comforting scrap of tattered covering. But we cannot escape the fact that on Sundays, everything is different. And that’s actually a good thing.
If the Lord has announced the working day ordained( Ex. 20:11) and has impelled it for our very best( Mark 2:27) then we can rejoice in it , not only for ourselves but likewise for our little ones. The epoch that comes with proscriptions and clauses for sons and daughters, employers and employees, animals and patrons, comes with blessing for children more. On Sundays, the Lord learns us–even the youngest of us–something about himself and his grace.
God Is the Lord of Time
On Sundays, we acknowledge that God is the author and lord of term itself. At invention, God met meter. He separated light-headed from dark and supported the daily repetition of morning and evening( Gen. 1:3 -5 ). At initiation, God also planned those eras into a structure of six and one( Gen. 2:1 -3 ): six dates for ordinary design and recreation, one day for respite( Ex. 20:11 ).
As tempting as it might seem to believe we are employers of our own time–carefully manipulating an interlocking problem of Google calendar entries–we are not. God is the one who formed term, who named us in it and fastened us by it, and God is the one who rightfully places us how to use it. When we required to submit his motif of six and one, we acknowledge that God is the Lord of time.
For our children, more, the dislocation of Sunday is a chance to remember that even our schedules are under the Lord’s authority. Once a week, the Lord undermines into our routine and reminds us that naptimes and snack epoches are not ultimate , nor are they determined by our own hungers. In all things, we dish the Lord.
God’s People Are a Corporate People
When we go to church on Sundays, we affirm that God’s people are a corporate people. We are not lone followers, following Christ on a lone route to holiness and heaven, we are a church. Christ came to redeem and perfect his whole body( Eph. 4:1 -1 6 ). When we accumulate as the church, we be borne in mind that we who belong to Christ also belong to the body of which he is the head.
On Sundays, silence commits course to congregational singing, solitude disappears in a horde of faces, and the Word read in private reverberates out as the Word preached in public. For our children, Sundays are fitted with new resonates, brand-new stenches, and new people. This is an opportunity to learn that God is not merely the Lord of individuals or families, but he is the Lord of a massive multitude of people–so many parties that not even a grown-up could count them all( Rev. 7:9 ). To little ones, the gleaned religiou seems overwhelmingly gargantuan. From the perspective of eternity, it is.
God Gives Rest Better than Sleep and Food Better than Lunch
Sundays are given to us as a day of rest–a reminder of God’s rest at start-up and a whiff of the saints’ everlasting rest in heaven. But the Lord’s Day rest is not simply an extended afternoon nap. True rest is found in pausing from our regular design and, as the Westminster Confession explains it, engaging in “the public and private exercisings of His worship, and in the duties of necessity and mercy.” In those activities, we recharge our people. On Sundays, God makes us a remainder even better than sleep.
Sundays are also a day of feasting. The Puritan used to call the Lord’s Day “the market day of the soul.” Just as a market boasts tables overflowing with nutritious meat and bread and produce, the Lord’s Day offers sweet and nourishing gives for our soul. When we muster to worship the Lord in the assembly of the saints, we learn lessons from his Word and germinate in our affection for him.
All of this is good news for little children. Sundays may make stopped sleeps and delayed banquets, but our children are selling earthly provision for something far better for their eternal feelings. On Sundays, everything is rearranged so that they might hear the Word proclaimed in the capability of the Spirit. On Sundays, every regular thing takes a lesser neighbourhood in the interests of “the one thing necessary”( Luke 10:42 ).
I often wonder about those children whose mothers drew them to Jesus so he could pray for them( Matt. 19:13 -1 5 ). Probably some of them had to miss their naps and post-pone their lunch a few minutes. They may have been fussy and over-stimulated by the crowds. But for the rest of their lives, they would know that Mommy and Daddy fetched them to Jesus. For the rest of their lives, they would be changed because the Lord made them in his arms and liaised for their souls.
Every Sunday, Christian mothers have an opportunity to generating their little ones to Jesus. It might be disruptive. But that’s a good thing.
** This article initially appeared on Christward Collective. Used with allow.