I herded the church kids into the art room so they could play together. Twenty minutes later, I discovered them staring in complete silence at their phones.
The only kid without a phone was mine. She was drawing a picture of her cat surrounded by cat toys, colorful blankets, and bowls.
This is a new thing, by the way. I vividly remember kids playing and running around in the art room. It’s like in that fairy tale where an evil magician stole the children’s laughter.
The goal is to be more interesting and more present than anything on the screen. It is not hard. It is time-consuming.
There’s a parent-shaped hole in every child’s heart that wants filling. Do not give it away.
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