Some church members are like wheelbarrows — not good unless pushed.

Some are like canoes — need to be paddled.

Some are like kites — if a string isn’t kept on them, they fly away.

Some are like kittens — more contented when petted.

Some are like balloons — full of wind and ready to blow up.

Some are like footballs — you can’t tell which way they’ll bounce next.

Some are like trailers — they have to be pulled.

Some are like neon lights — they keep going on and off.

Many, thank goodness, are like the North Star — there when you need them, dependable and ever loyal.