Noo..it's not camp.
VB. Stinking. S.
(For all those deprived folks, that would be Vacation Bible School)
At first I weren't very excited because this year my sister, Abi and I got the Pre-K and K class. I looove babies but trying to get 1st-2nd graders (our usual forte) to clam down and listen to the lesson is hard enough, let alone these little humans.
But...as usual God had a better plan in mind.
The second all our little ones started flocking towards us I fell in love with each and every one of them.
Sure there's always those few boys that give you a hard time, but they're so stinking cute and obey you just enough that you can't hate them.
and of course there are those sweet, sweet ones that are clinging to you by the second period.
This year God's put a wee bit of a challenge into our class.
A tiny, precious, beautiful, human shaped challenge.
This little guy's two big sisters have been coming to VBS for two years and this was his first year. He doesn't speak English though so story time is kind of pointless for him. He's the most precious little guy ever and even though we can't talk much, it's amazing how trusting he is.
{I did actually tell him to wash his hands, play a game, run, and asked if he wanted water and ice cream in Spanish. And he understood me. scoooore.}
Also..the power of body language is sorely underestimated.
Anyway...this little man is just precious to my heart. Melts it every time I see him.
That first day of VBS I realized that because of the language barrier, the only way this little guy was gonna get a seed of faith planted was by the Holy Spirit. That my words literally meant nothing to him, but that the Spirit would be able to reach him.
So be praying for these little hearts to be opened to His word and for the Spirit to be ever present.
What's really exciting is when you see kids that have gone to Bible School in the past and are now helping.
[insert melting of heart here]
Seriously. It's just about the biggest blessing in the planet.
While my sister was telling the story the first day the kids were sitting around the table. We have four teachers for our class, us three that weren't teaching had a kkiddo on our lap. One of the teachers, Erika (she's come to Bible School for years and her big family of cousins and siblings have come too. She's thirteen or fourteen.) had a little girl on her lap. We were talking about how Jesus helps us. I'm not sure what the little one asked but I heard Erika reply without a bat of the eye "Yep, He can help everyone."
It seems like such a simple truth. But to hear this teenage girl who I used to see sitting in class be a teacher and now be the one telling about Jesus...again with the whole melting of the heart thing.
The youth at our church amazes me. The crap these young kids deal with is ridiculous. They're not even in High school and they face struggles with sex, drugs, and suicide everyday of their lives. These kids are some of the most loving people I know. The commitment they show by coming to Bible Study every week and helping with church events is just...amazing. They stinking amaze me! I can't even express how much I love these kids. It amazes me every time I see God working in their lives.
Conclusion...God amazes me. Pre-K and K kids are precious to my heart. My youth group is precious to my heart. VBS is preeeecious to my heart. Ahhh. I just love people!
much, much love coming your way,
hannah dorothy
