Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.
Two months ago, I register our granddaughter, Virginia Rose, for Vacation Bible School at our church, which will be held this coming week. I tell Lin, the intrepid organizer of this event, that I would love to volunteer to help, but am hesitant to commit; since Virginia will be staying with my husband, Danny, and me during that time, I'm afraid tending to children from morning to night will do me in.
I can't say I feel comfortable about this decision. And when a plea for a snack coordinator comes across our church prayer chain, I find myself praying that someone else will step forward to fill those shoes so I won't feel I have to. To my huge relief, Lin announces in church that not one, but two folks have readily accepted that challenge. Still, she insists, there remains a need for additional volunteers.
Now I feel the guilt seeping in. Yes, I've done Vacation Bible School before, and have absolutely loved every moment of it. But for the reasons already mentioned, I hang back. I'm so accustomed to having quiet "me-time" every day, how will I manage a 24/7 stream of activity?
The call comes while I'm working on a blog post. I don't recognize the number, so don't answer. I always figure if it's important, the person calling will leave a message.
Volunteers are still needed. Would I reconsider?
I close my eyes and heave a sigh. I walk out on our deck, my favorite spot to commune with God, and pray to know His will in all this before I return the phone call. His answer, to my utter amazement, is instantaneous. Bonding experience!
Bonding experience? What? Virginia and I are joined at the hip, Lord. What do You mean?
God's bolt from the blue, and the pieces fall into place. Virginia Rose will bond with me if her Gammie is there to reinforce the lessons learned, my promises, never-ending, given.
My mind is made up.
I dial the number with God-given confidence. And guess what? There is a position open for an assistant in Virginia's rising first-grade class!
So, friends, I'm catching the wave of God's amazing love, and headed for the Surf Shack come Monday morning. That being said, I won't be posting any blogs this week; I will try my best to read yours and comment, but please don't think my silence means I don't care for each and every one of you. I do, and always will!
And if you would be so kind, would you pray for me and all those helping with and attending Kennesaw United Methodist Church's Vacation Bible School? We have high hopes that we will, with God's help, start children off on the way they should go and reach young hearts for His kingdom.
Have you ever volunteered for a VBS at your church?
Prayer: Father, we pray that You will bless all those who attend and volunteer for VBS events throughout this land. May Your love and glory be revealed to hearts and minds that have yet to know You; and may these children always catch the wave of Your amazing, infinite love. In Jesus' name, we pray. Amen.