That was the theme for VBS this week. I know that because my t-shirt says it. I know that because my nephew says it. A lot.
For those of you who volunteered for VBS: registration, music, assembly, recreation, teaching, helping with a class, telling stories, crafts, keeping kids from eating dirt, making sure they had healthy/non-toxic snacks, whatever…I am deeply impressed. This was my first time watching how we do it at OMPC and I am humbled and amazed.
I am amazed because of all of your gifts. I am amazed because there are so many moving parts to this thing that I can’t imagine how it actually happens without losing significant numbers of children. And, I am personally humbled by the way each child is loved. If you sent your child to VBS, the workers and volunteers know their names, they know what’s happening in their lives and they deeply desire for each child to know Jesus in a personal way. As someone who trusted and believed in Jesus as my Lord when I was four years old, I greatly value teaching, loving and preaching the gospel to our children.
VBS is only possible through a lot of planning, a great amount of prayer and people who desire to share Jesus with others.
But, the bigger truth is, this was a ministry to my heart. As an overwhelmed aunt this week, I was thankful to know that so many of you cared for my nephew in the same way you cared for each and every child (almost 500!) at VBS. These kids know even more now that God loves them because of the way you loved them in all of your unique ways through all of your unique gifts.
God made me. God made you. God made all of those who attended and served at VBS. And, he ministered as Christ’s hands and feet this week through what he has made.
Posted: 6.12.2017 in Women’s Ministry Share: