Did you go when you were little? I did. But I was the Preacher's kid, so I would have had to be in the hospital or covered in some kind of contagious rash to stay home!
I have a lot of happy memories of VBS growing up. My personal experience meeting my Savior happened while my Dad was preaching, not during that week of summer fun, but I know a lot of people can trace the beginning of their walk with Christ back to a VBS teacher who loved them and taught them.
This week, I had my first experience as a VBS teacher. I never, ever, ever knew how much work goes into planning a successful Vacation Bible School - it is TREMENDOUS!
Tonight is our big finish. I'll have about 10 kids, ages 2-3, lined up and ready to shout their memory verse: "God is love!" For their parents, grandparents and a happy but weary team of VBS volunteers.
That is why I'm making cupcakes.
|Fluffy PB icing with a little shaved chocolate|
They rocked mine off last night. My class is squirrely at best. But last night, when I told them that Jesus Christ died on the cross and rose again on the third day and that if they believe in him they can have eternal life with him - they were glued to me.
I was better than TV for a few minutes.
Scratch that - the Gospel was better than TV.
It is simple enough to compel the attention of a toddler, complex enough to keep us fascinated by grace and justice, mercy and love until we get to taste that sweet gift of eternal life with Christ.