1 Peter 4:10a
Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others…
I was gone over the week-end ministering at our state’s Youth Convention and, as a result, heard about this encounter second-hand. Too bad, too, because I would have laughed out loud if I’d have been there. 
Wendy had the children down at the Albemarle Christian Bookstore (a great place to shop, by the way) and Sydney was running up and down the aisle. Of course Wendy told her that she couldn’t run in the store and it caught Sydney by surprise. She looked up at Wendy and said, "But Mommy. Running is my gift." It took some explaining by Wendy and Sydney’s Aunt Laura to help her understand that some of the customers might not see her or might get knocked down if she kept running. I’m not sure if Sydney completely understood, but she’s five. We, on the other hand, aren’t, so we need to understand the principle she learned that day.
While I’m running my fingers through her hair, she’s petting the top of her newest stuffed animal, a white puppy that her cousin won for her at the SC State fair last week-end. She actually had been given a brown one, but changed her mind and asked the man at the game if she could have the white one instead. Like a man who had been around females for any length of time, he wisely said yes and switched them. Anyway, back to this morning.
Back in the day, they’d stand there with a sign that said they’d work for food. Shoot, some of them even started 