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Friday, June 12, 2009

Life is finally quiet here in the church building. The ritual of putting on a show for the parents after VBS is over. All the snacks are gone. The classrooms sit quiet. A sense of calm and relief is the main emotion of the moment. Kids are now on their way home with all their goodies from the past week. Perhaps their memories will last longer than some of their stuff. If so, then it is all worth the preparation.

We had a very good VBS this week. We were up against a few other things going on in our community for kids. There were other camps as well as summer school going on. Summers changed here in Texas a few years ago with the new state guidelines on when school starts. In someways there is even less time in summer than ever. High School athletes, bands, and other groups will begin getting ready around the first of August. Our house is already getting mail on school getting underway when it barely just ended. Families have to really schedule their outings to be sure the summer doesn't pass by. Still, it was a great week.

VBS is when grownups get to act like kids. We get to laugh or sing with children of all ages. Our workers did a splendid job getting ready for the week. There is no humanly way possible to thank them for all they did. We had larger schools before but none that went as well as this one. I actually ended up with very little to do but to cheer lead as the time passed. This is not a bad thing. VBS is a time for workers to stretch their wings while discovering the many ways God can use them. It is a time when the student workers learn that there is no real age limit on being useful to Him. Some of the greatest lessons can be learned in a five day period. This is just one of the many reasons VBS matters.

It's late. My body aches from the juggling of ministry and family this week. Add to it exercise and mowing and my hope is to still be able to move tomorrow! Yet, there is still a calm in my spirit. We worked together. We played together. We laughed together. We sang together. We worshipped together. You really cannot ask for much more than that.

Bro. Trey