At last it was nearly all over. Four Fridays of Christmas Cafe nearly done. Over 140 children had come and heard the Christmas story but the cafe part had been very quiet. Until the last night. Pageant Night with the band playing outside, the sausages sizzling and the hum of conversation and the aroma of good coffee filling the Church Hall.
At dark the fireworks display began and all went outside to watch except for me and one other helper. Suddenly in came a little boy and his mother. He had his fingers in his ears and tears in his eyes. His mother had told him that he would be safe here and we wouldn't mind him coming in. So we wiped his tears, gave him a honey biscuit and his mum hugged him till it was all over.
My aching feet and my frustration that the coffee didn't froth properly were gone. If one small boy knew that he could find comfort and safety and love in the church and with the church family then our job was done.
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