Finally, the day we had come halfway around the world for arrived. It was VBS day 1. I'll be honest, I had no idea what to expect.
Breakfast began at 6:45 so we could roll out at 7:30. I was ready to help with the story and ready to sing some Saddle Ridge Ranch songs. But whatever I had anticipated was not at all what I experienced.
I'll tell you right now. I was terrified. I had no idea what to expect. Turns out, I had nothing to fear. What I experienced was a very peaceful township. The kids came out from everywhere and wanted to hold your hands, walk by your side and ask you all kinds of questions.
As the LSEs would arrive back with kids, they would play circle games. To us, these would be games like Duck, Duck, Goose. It was quite interesting to watch these kids play their African games. I wish I could say I understood everything that went on, but I didn't. But it was fun nevertheless.
Monday's storytime was fine, but I will admit, the younger kids were tough. There were 4 rotations and 3 of them were all happening in the same room. So while I was trying to teach the kids the story, the day's memory verse, the theme, we were competing with noise from the song and dance rotation as well as the craft. To give you a visual, this is what the room looked like...
I wish I could tell you that I did great and kids came to know the Lord as a result, but I don't know that. All I know is that I laid out the story the best I could in ways I hoped the kids understood and pray that God used me to somehow plant a seed.
By Friday, my LSE counterpart was back, so my voice got a rest and I was very ready! All in all, the week was exhausting but amazing. These are just a few of the sweet faces that touched my life. And these are the faces that I watched touch my other team members' lives. I can't explain how it happened, but I was blessed enough to witness lives changed.
The minute I close my eyes to pray or worship in song, I'm immediately transported back. I can see the faces of Meaghan. Ashwyn. Tamaryn. Joy. Melissa. Clynton. Danielle. Tracey. Matthew. Jaina. Beth. Simone. Casey. Natasha. And nameless others who crossed my path while thousands of miles away from home. I can still hear their voices.
And tonight I pray that God continues to break my heart for a people that need Him.