As soon as I was old enough to attend, I was all about it. I have so many awesome memories of VBS. Learning new songs, making fun crafts, playing games and hearing about Jesus. Learning about how He showed grace, love, and mercy. Soaking in the scripture memory verses and being amazed how the son of God healed the sick, multiplied the fish and bread, and raised people from the dead. I made sure I had my quarters in my coin purse for the offering, even earning money from my uncles by picking up their beer tabs out of the yard (5 cents a tab!). Reciting pledges to the American and Christian flags and to the Bible. Oh, and cookies, always those 2 cookies wrapped nearly military style in a white paper napkin to be enjoyed on the back side of the church under the covered patio. :D. I was the kid that took her paper song book on vacation later in the summer so that I could remember and keep singing all the neat songs I had learned. So what if it almost drove my mom to shear madness (Sorry Mom), those were awesome songs based on scripture.
I can look back now and see the many volunteers that it took to make it happen.
Rita, Marilyn, Vickie, Martha, Bertha, Bonnie, Linda, Jim, Carol, just to name a few of the army that it took to pull it all off. And then there are all those that couldn't attend but were praying. That's the season I'm in now. The season where I have to admit I've been a bit pouty about; however, it's teaching me to bloom where I'm planted. My hands and feet cannot be there, but my heart is there without a doubt!
If you're a VBS volunteer and you're feeling a bit overwhelmed. If you're not sure that the kids are even listening. If you think that it might not make a bit of difference, I can tell you this: It made a difference for me.
Those kids are listening, they are soaking it in, and you are making a difference!
And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father.
(Colossians 3:17 NLT)
I can look back now and see the many volunteers that it took to make it happen.
Rita, Marilyn, Vickie, Martha, Bertha, Bonnie, Linda, Jim, Carol, just to name a few of the army that it took to pull it all off. And then there are all those that couldn't attend but were praying. That's the season I'm in now. The season where I have to admit I've been a bit pouty about; however, it's teaching me to bloom where I'm planted. My hands and feet cannot be there, but my heart is there without a doubt!
If you're a VBS volunteer and you're feeling a bit overwhelmed. If you're not sure that the kids are even listening. If you think that it might not make a bit of difference, I can tell you this: It made a difference for me.
Those kids are listening, they are soaking it in, and you are making a difference!
And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father.
(Colossians 3:17 NLT)
This is a link to one of my favorite VBS songs, while it's not from the paper songbook, it is still pretty awesome. ;)
