Male children’s workers

After a recent church service, I was walking to get a cup of coffee and came across a little boy in tears. He couldn’t find his mum. Now, my church is big and it’s easy for someone under three feet to lose track of his family, so I took my new friend up onto the stage, so that he could have a better chance of seeing his mum. Boy and mother were reunited and that was that. Yet it’s a sad fact that some might view my actions with suspicion.