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I was a Girl Scout in my early years, and yes a Brownie before that; there weren’t Daisy Scouts back then. Each meeting started with the Girl Scout Promise, “On my honor, I will try…”  That was probably my first introduction to promises and promising.  There were many to follow.  From family commitments to childhood secrets we learn how to hold promises and make them part of ourselves. Later, the college I attended had an honor code requiring us to “pledge” every test and paper saying that “on my honor, I have neither given nor received any unauthorized assistance on this test/paper.” This pledge, or promise, was bound by a promise to live and to learn in a particular way according to a particular set of guidelines for the community. 


Font, Word, and Table
Font, Word, and Table
Second Presbyterian Church
Indianapolis, IN 
Our lives as Christians begin with hope and a promise.  Our parents hope for us, and pray for us. More than likely, our church family does, too! Sometimes those hopes are delayed or tempered, but we hope persistently.  Then promises are made at our baptism.  If we are very young, our parents and our church family make promises on our behalf, while standing in the fountain of God’s Holy Promise, that we are a Beloved Child of God.   If we are older, we make these promises for ourselves, but there are still church family promises to teach us, to visit us, and to take care of us.  There are promises to care for us, to pray for us, to hope with us, and to walk with us in the Holy Promise of being God’s family.

Wells at home in Second Presbyterian Church, a children's stewardship projectAs we grow, we make promises on our own about what we can contribute to a project at school or the small jobs around our home.  Ok, sometimes those are assigned, but we promise we will do them! Those projects and jobs change as we grow and learn new things.  Our children are talking about promises in Sunday School.  It is a wonderful time of learning what they have, what they can do, and how they can be part of the promises to teach, to visit, to take care, to pray, to hope and to walk.  Our children are making promise cards because we are a people of promise and they have gifts and talents and time and resources to contribute.  We need them as an active part of God’s family!  Here at Second, children  work in the garden to provide food for the hungry.  Children encourage their families to help sort clothes for the naked.  Children and their families work with their church- family- of- promise to visit with the homeless.  The children live into the promise that has been celebrated at their birth, at their baptism, and in the daily/weekly/monthly/yearly living as part of the Holy Promise of being God’s family here at Second Presbyterian Church, our Second Home. 
children creating art project in Sunday School

All of that will not fit on a card handed out in Sunday School, but every moment-minute-hour-word is made holy by doing it in the name of the one who claims us at our baptism; I promise. 

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