I was in my first pastorate, and our church was having its annual Bible School week. The attendance was excellent each night as several visiting kids who weren’t part of our church were coming. One of those visitors was a sweet little girl named Kateland. She was probably around ten years old.
Kateland’s teacher brought her to me one night and said, “Kateland would like to talk to you about her salvation.” I said, “Sure.” I then took Kateland into the room I was using for counseling. Once there, the conversation went like this:
Me: “Alright, Kateland, what did you want to talk to me about?”
Kateland: “I want to get saved.”
Me: “That’s great, and I’ll be glad to help you with that. But, first, I’d like for you to tell me what makes you think you are not saved?” (The answer I was hoping for was something along the lines of, “Because God is holy, I’m a sinner, and I need to have my sins forgiven.” Actually, though, I was going to play off any answer Kateland gave and use it as a starting point to present the plan of salvation. Unfortunately for me, I wasn’t prepared for what she said.)
Kateland: “Well, you could get saved at the church I used to go to, but I didn’t. Then, so many people started getting saved at that church that we had to go to another church. That church didn’t save anybody, and I couldn’t get saved there. So, I’d like to get saved at this church.”
As I sat there and listened to all that, I couldn’t help but chuckle. In all my years of counseling with kids during Bible Schools, that answer still stands out as the most memorable. As a matter of fact, I went home that night and made a point of writing the answer down verbatim and putting it in my files, just so I wouldn’t forget it.
And how did I respond to Kateland’s answer? After I processed it for a second or two, I decided the best thing to do was scale everything back to the simplest basics of the plan of salvation and walk her through them. So, I did that. Then, when I was finished, we bowed our heads and I led her in a “Repeat after me…” prayer in which she asked Jesus to be her Savior. She was as sincere as she could be, and I like to think she got saved that night. I really can’t state with any certainty that she did, though, because her parents attended another church and I never got the chance to talk with her again.
I’m reminded of Kateland’s answer sometimes when I’m trying to lead a child to Jesus. It’s so hard to discern how much a child truly understands about God, sin, Christ’s death on the cross, and salvation. Certainly, you don’t ever want to discourage any child who says, “I want to get saved.” But, on the other hand, you don’t want to play a part in helping anybody think they have gotten saved when they really haven’t. Even more than that, you don’t want to have a hand in getting a kid baptized who isn’t even a Christian.
In the end, the best you can do is faithfully, sincerely, and tactfully work with any child who comes to you to talk about salvation. It’s always good to keep the gospel as simple as you can without gutting it of its necessary theology. Also, it’s important that you ask God to give you wisdom and discernment to know when a child is genuinely ready to accept Jesus and when some more seasoning is required. God knows who He is drawing to Himself by way of the Holy Spirit, and the same Spirit who is drawing the child will give you the confirmation that the child is ready to get saved.
It’s an inexact science to be sure, no doubt about it, but I’ve found that God is more than willing to help the Christian who is honestly trying to do right by a child. The fact is that Katelands are out there everywhere, and we need to do our part in leading them to Jesus. Somebody did that for you once, Christian, and you should be willing to do it for others, whether they be old or young. Again, it’s not necessarily an easy thing to do. But on the plus side, the rewards of winning someone to Jesus, whether that person be an adult or a child, are nothing less than out of this world.
The Disciple's Road 
“I then took Kateland into the room I was using for counseling. Once there, the conversation went like this:”
I’m sorry Russell, I’m stuck on you saying that……….so, by yourself…..no other adult there…..especially a woman?…..I trust you….but, that should never have happened that way……did you at least leave the door open?
These are things that have to be talked about now….no holds barred…….I am playing no games anymore…..not that I really was ever……but now that I understand more……I am not keeping my mouth shut….
On the topic of the post……planting seeds of The Gospel and His Word will never return void….and it is each person’s responsibility to pursue being as close to Trinity as possible….to have their nose in His Word and be in constant communication with Him……ALWAYS…….
I suppose I should clarify my description of the whole scene. For starters, the church was a small, “country” church with a sanctuary that could seat about 100 people at most, and the room was literally an extension of the sanctuary. As a matter of fact, the room featured a roll-up window-type deal – sort of like a roll-up desktop feature – in the front wall that could be opened in order to use the room for extra seating as part of the sanctuary. We kept that window rolled up and open quite a bit in those days because we were having good attendance on Sunday mornings, but I can’t remember if we had it rolled up that night or not, just as I can’t remember if I kept the door open or not. Either way, the church was filled that night with kids, teachers, workers, and parents running around all over the place, including through the sanctuary. You see, all the different classes were using the sanctuary as the setting for their music classes because that’s where the piano, the sound system, and the choir loft were. Therefore, the whole scene was loud and a bit chaotic. That’s why I needed to use that room just to get a bit of privacy even though the room itself was actually still part of the scene. It’s not like Kateland and I were in some secluded room deep inside the heart of the church with no one around.
Nevertheless, I do understand the point you are making, especially in the aftermath of the Catholic Church priest scandals becoming national news. All I can tell you is that back then we just didn’t think about such things the way we do now. I’m not saying that’s a good thing; I’m just saying that’s how it was. For the record, my office at the church where I pastor now has see-through glass doors for both entrances, which are a product of our enlightened modern times. So, I guess we live and learn. Again, those Catholic Church sex scandals, followed by similar scandals in other denominations, changed the way a lot of churches operate and the way a lot of pastors do counseling.
thank you Russell…..living with a pedo father and having church members (including my own mother, though she never denied things at home, but hid things from neighbors and other outside the home people) be all hush hush about things that happened, not only in my home, but others, in the church …. 1970’s ….. yep….hush hush….it has made me the woman I am today……not always in good ways…..but, me and Jesus are working it out…..your prayers are always much appreciated…..
I have received much healing from all that stuff…….your first name has never been a source of contention/thorn in the side for me…….my maiden name and my father’s last name…..was Russell….FYI….I don’t think you knew that – lol…..well, now you do – lol…..I think you are a Great Servant in The Kingdom….keep up the good work….