Nice Mrs. Nace

I am reminded of Mrs. Nace, whose last name was very nearly ‘nice’, and she certainly was.

I am reminded of her because it is time for churches to be hosting Vacation Bible School now that school is out. Our church, for example, is currently having VBS. Mrs. Nace was a faithful worker in my home church during Bible School while I was growing up.

And, as I said, she was nice. I am sure she was nice to everybody, but she was especially nice to me. Mrs. Nace always reserved a plate of chocolate chip cookies for when my class was in the refreshment line. She had observed in times past that I would refuse other cookies that I didn’t like. Cookies with nuts, or raisins, or coconut. Bleh. She could not fathom a child not wanting any cookie, but there I was, mildly taking only a cup of kool-aid and leaving the offensive cookies behind.

It was more than she could bear.

So, when the ladies were organizing the donated cookies for our snack time, Mrs. Nace always made sure some chocolate chip (or peanut butter) cookies were available when it was my class’s turn for snacks. As a child I never knew she did this, I found out later from my mom. But it touches me that this woman took an interest in me and cared about my cookie consumption.

Would that that kind of kindness be evident in my life. May God grant it.


All I once held dear

All I once held dear, built my life upon
All this world reveres, and wars to own
All I once thought gain I have counted loss
Spent and worthless now, compared to this

Knowing you, Jesus
Knowing you, there is no greater thing
You’re my all, you’re the best
You’re my joy, my righteousness
And I love you, Lord

Now my heart’s desire is to know you more
To be found in you and known as yours
To possess by faith what I could not earn
All-surpassing gift of righteousness

Oh, to know the power of your risen life
And to know You in Your sufferings
To become like you in your death, my Lord
So with you to live and never die

Graham Kendrick
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