GinaFish.com

Tuesday was the second day of our small little church’s VBS. Did I mention our church doesn’t have many members? On Sunday, we have exactly two children every week for Sunday School. They are my kids. So when their Sunday School Teacher said she wanted to try to have a VBS this year, frankly, I thought she was nuts. Muy Loco. So we pushed ahead and ended up with 9 kids on Monday and 10 on Tuesday. Which is AWESOME!

On Tuesday, I bravely asked when the last time was our microscopic church had a VBS. She stared at me blankly. Shook her head. And then answered. Never. This church was founded in 1892 and has never had a VBS! Wow! A parking lot and VBS in the same year! I’m surprised some of the old folks haven’t had strokes with all the excitement!

As for how the VBS is going, Monday, well…to be blunt, was rough. I didn’t expect to do much more than be in the background, but had to take the reigns. And I hated the feeling because I didn’t know if the other ladies expected me to be this way, or if I was stepping on toes. When you have 9 kids bored and excited, I couldn’t wait to ask permission, I just had to do something before we had a revolt on our hands!

In my own house, a schedule is soooo important. At school, schedules are important. So Monday, AFter the first VBS day, I decided we needed to post a BIG schedule where all the kids could see it, so they would understand the flow of the morning. Tuesday, it worked out much better, and I could see that the Sunday School lady was relieved that it hadn’t been as chaotic as the first day.

Today is the last day, and I’m so glad we didn’t sign up for a five day program. And while I’m glad we have so many kids, I’m a little relieved that most of them are visiting their grandparents, or already have a church home. I think if all the kids showed up for Sunday then the teacher would really wig out, and tada! I’d be in charge of teaching.

{Warning: the next phrase appears boastful, but it’s a gift I might not rather have so that means I’m not typing with pride but reluctance} And while I acknowledge that I have a natural ability to be goofy and strict so kids treat me with respect right away, I’d much rather sit in the adult class, or even teach the adults, because I get so little contact with adults most days. Typical selfish behavior on my part, he! Did I mention our theme was Jonah? Doesn’t that make you want to just laugh and laugh and laugh?

It’s almost like God is telling me to get ready, because I’m going to teach kids eventually, whether I want to or not. Can I go crawl into a smelly fish instead??