A Sunday In The Life Of A PK (or a CP PK, at least.)

DISCLAIMER: NOT OUR CAR. Cause if we did do this, it’d be a lot longer. πŸ˜›

*CPPK= church planter pastor’s kid

7:00 AM– wake up to an alarm that’s been snoozed twice already, whack the screen and fall back asleep, only to have the door swung wide open and the lights turned on.

“It’s Sunday.” announces Mom. Fall out of the top part of the rickety bunk bed and land on the pile of laundry you swore you’d fold.

“Sa wakas, (at last), it’s finished, now plug in that printer,” is heard from the other room. “Please tell me you do have something ready to wear?” Mom asks. You nod and look at the semi-wrinkled shirts around you, grabbing the closest thing. Nope, no Blue Jays shirts to church. Nice shade of blue though.



8:00 AM– Get a half up, half down thing going on with your hair and gracefully trip over your violin. Poke your head in the guys’ room and ask if they’d just hurry up. Get promptly kicked out and left to print the remaining programs. Sneak some carrot cake that was supposed to be for church. Well, in your defense, youΒ are a part of the church, amirite or amirite?

“Don’t give me that smile,” Mom warns jokingly in the front seat of the car. Settle down and get back to sleep for the 30 minute drive into somewhat open country and somewhat closed city. Wake up as the car turns past M&M Market and Wimpy’s (closed for the day) Diner, and past the basketball court they fixed a month ago.


9:00 AM– Pull into the parking lot and get outta that car and start hauling the heavy stuff from the car to the stairs, from the stairs to the room and don’t forget your Bible. Go back up and wait for the transit bus to pull up. Greet Ms. A and her bus driver and push her wheelchair up the ramp, assuring Ms. A that you are more than capable to push her all the way down. Get her safely with Mom and start practicing violin until everyone else comes in, switching from “Standing On The Promises” to “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” if need be.


10:00 AM– Settle down on the floor as Sunday School starts. You’d sit down if it weren’t for the bright eyed child toddling over, smile widening as your camera shutter clicks. Snatch bits and pieces of The Stranger From Emmaus. Wait for the announcements to be read so the rest of the service can start.

“No, it’s notΒ Jacob who has a birthday this week! I printed it!” Chuckles echo from around the room. Get up and read the Call To Worship, mirth giving way to respect. Rosin your bow and take your place, preparing to lead worship to the One who deserves it all. Resist the urge to say something as the worship leader urges everyone to sing, saying “Heaven hears us when our voices are loud.” Give in.

“Show me that in scripture!” Another round of chuckles.

The piano plays and worship is led. Switch between fiddling and playing classical, and try not to smile as a toddler dashes for her dad singing in the front. The last song is sung and you sit back down.

“You do have the supply bag for the kids this time,Β right??” Wince and ask your brother to get it from the car.


11:00 AM– Get the all-too-eager group of kids and take them to the spare room. Lay down the rules: No parties in the dark, even if you have light up Skechers; no pretend operating with scissors if you want to stay; and no PJ Masks in church. And under no circumstances, EVER, are you to touch that. EVER.

“I wanna race!” cries a hyper 5 year old. Your brother silently drops off the supply bag and gives you a thumbs-up. He leaves before you can pull off your “halp meh” face.

You pray with your co-worker and friend that maybe this time, just this time, you can capture the kids’ attention and help bring God’s Word to life for them.


12:00 PM– Nobody can say you didn’t try. But an hour of a round of cartwheels, races, piggy backs, one timeout, some shoes missing, fake money, and dancing later, really all you did was mention “Zach the tax collector who climbed the sick tree”. Sigh in frustration as you look for a missing kid.

“Yikes, I think we missed the ending.”Β  Race to clean up and put shoes on a protesting girl and see if you did.

You did. But you were right on time for the refreshments. Some more carrot cake can’t hurt. Greet Mark a happy birthday. Get convinced into giving another piggy back and get choked. Load the piano into the waiting van and walk back in the heat.


1:00 PM– Wait for Ms. A’s bus to come so you all can go home and rest. It came late. Stare out the window, music blasting in your ears, thanking God for the little blessings that came today. Beg for AC because it is nothing but hot. Fall asleep in the car.

Then jolt awake making a mental note that you must get paper for the kids to draw on or lose complete sanity.


The Rest Of The Day-Β “Mom, where are the canned peaches??” “We finished them yesterday.” “Aw.”


NECESSARY DISCLAIMER: This doesn’t reflect PKs in general, but rather on one specific one. Not all PKs help with Sunday School or steal carrot cake, so I don’t wanna have y’all thinking that!


26 thoughts on “A Sunday In The Life Of A PK (or a CP PK, at least.)

      1. What ages are you working when? I volunteered as a Christian camp counselor this year and last year as a vbs volunteer. I can’t say I’m very good at it but I really enjoy doing Bible studies with kids. What’s you’re biggest problem with them? How do you make up your material?

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      2. It ranges from 2-8, actually. Oh, neat! πŸ˜€ That’s awesome! First, I can’t keep their attention. Ever. It’s hard and they lose interest in everything.
        I read from outdated material and my bible and try to adapt it, really. It’s not much, but it’s all I can do.


      3. First, I know God will bless your work even when it’s never enough, as long as you are seeking Him and doing it for him. Secondly, 2-8 is well… they say that would mean about 2-8 minutes of attention span. Often less. I have generally worked with 8-10 year olds and only occasionally 5-8. However, one of my sisters is studying the be an elementary teacher so she has told me some advice that I will try to share. Kids pay more attention the more of their senses are involved in what they are learning. For instance they may learn more if you also involve singing, coloring, hand motions, stories, acting things out. Coloring sheets, crafts, etc. can get pretty hard without supplies and stuff. If they are not paying attention, try changing the easy to are teaching something. They’re probably not going to be attentive if you are talking for a 30 min. Also, even if kids have already attended worship earlier, they really enjoy kid-friendly songs especially with hand-motions. They can be simple like “this little light of mine” or “Jesus loves me” and then you can talk about it. Tactile things really help little kids concentrate. Sometimes if a 4 year old can just play with some duplos (giant Legos) they will actually pay attention. Kids also enjoy acting things out. Just incorporating fun things into a Bible lesson can really work. Of course some days they just can’t sit still or listen for even one second and that’s that. As for materials, that’s pretty hard. My church likes to use answers in Genesis materials and it seems to work. I think they have a one month free thing here: https://answersingenesis.org/sunday-school/free-lessons/
        You can just try to find Bible coloring sheets of the internet. One of the biggest things is to ask them questions. Like if you just told them that Jonah was in the whale for the days, all then how many days he was in the whale. Or ask them a question about a verse before you read it so they have to pay attention. Speak with animation and try having them repeat a verse after you. Interaction and getting them involved can really help. Tell them to come to you with questions. Study the Bible yourself so you are ready for their questions. Don’t water down the lessons. Kids like to be able to think through and understand tougher concepts. (At least my 8 year old brother) Share with them what God late on your heart to share with them. And most of all, pray. Prayer can do wonders. Hope my meager and limited advice can help! I will pray that your kids will learn and profit from their time with you on Sundays!! (I really hope I didn’t having any really bad typos) πŸ˜€

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      4. The nursery at my church is just a bunch of well-behaved adorable babies. Most of the moms keep there babies with them. Our Sunday school is also different, because both adults and kids have Sunday school before church and then both adults and kids attend the main service as families.

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  1. Wow. You sound soooooooo busy!!!! But LOL your description of the day is so funny and awesome to read πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚
    We talk a lot about and support church planters at our church, so it’s really cool to see someone I know living it out in action!!! πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘β€β€β€
    I’m praying for you and you’re family and your church too!!!! πŸ˜€πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ™β€

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