Recently, I was at Vespers at my parish. Father was being assisted by a server who has grown children. Partway during the service one of his children came in with two of his grandchildren. The older one escaped from Mom and quickly ran towards Grandpa serving at the altar. Grandpa saw him coming and picked him up and returned him to Mom. The server was apologetic when I commented on the beauty of the moment. I told him he needn’t be. I love it when children are children at church. Granted, there has to be some control but I lean towards the side that rejoices when children come to church with their parents and are cherished and acknowledged as our future. God loves to hear them!
Out of the Mouths of Babes