Why is “experience” in caps up there, you ask? Because that’s exactly what it has been. A learning EXPERIENCE. I wanted to write about it, but was hesitant until after the end, but I guess I can add an addendum to this after it’s all over. I’m just not sure how coherent I’ll be at the end of today and over the weekend since I’m running on a lot less sleep and a lot of extra activities. Part of it I did to myself, part of it was done to me! (Not really, but hey it sounds funnier that way.)
Vacation Bible Experience… fell right after I got back from vacation, at the end of my second summer session for this summer at Tech, right before Graduation, holy moly! So I feel like I’ve been running around like a chicken with my head cut off this week. To give a little back story, I told my preacher that I was more than willing to help with VBE. Happy to! I love serving my church, they’re my family and I love them just as much as my biological family, every single one of them. That being said, I BEGGED him to not stick me with kids. “I’ll do anything! Just not work with kids.” He said ok. Note to self: He’s not in charge of that, which I feel like he should have mentioned. His lovely daughter asked me if I wanted to be with pre-K, Kindergarten or 3-5th graders. I’m sure I had a horrified look on my face as I squeaked “3-5 graders please….” And then proceeded to glare at my preacher… And he just laughed. To go even FURTHER back… I have been saying for a long time that I don’t want to work with kids. Never wanted to be a teacher, don’t want to do child care in disaster relief, not super interested in working in the nursery, didn’t like working with kids in Summer Drama in high school, will NEVER do children’s counseling. Ever… never.
So to say that I entered the church on Monday with trepidation is a bit of an understatement. I don’t know how to handle other people’s children. I pray every day that mine survives my bumbling mistakes. And now for the last 4 days for 2.5 hours a day, I’ve been responsible for other people’s kids?? That cain’t be good!! To add to that, my group is the biggest group this year! We had 24 yesterday and we were missing like, 8, of them!! What!! Naturally my preacher thinks that this is just hilarious and has been telling everyone he has come across that it’s all my fault. I don’t think there’s any coincidence here. I think I might not have been listening to God very closely, and he had to do something to get my attention… so now I’m trying to listen and be receptive to what he has to say.
On top of VBE, I managed to put off my homework for too long and tried to squish 4 weeks of school work into 2. Grades aren’t back yet, so I’m not sure how I did. I kinda don’t want to know. So I have been staying up late, getting up early, working for reals and then working at VBE. Suffice it to say, I am exhausted!
Okay! All that complaining, really did have a point. I have learned so much this week! I’m so glad that God could take this experience (or even these experiences) and turn it into a learning/growing time for me. First of all, apparently I’m harsh… I don’t really let my kids climb all over the pews and I feel like they’re all going to think that I think their names are “Keepyourhandstoyourself.” I can handle being called harsh, been called worse and my church pews aren’t getting torn up! Outside of the two that called me harsh, most of them have been very respectful when treated with respect. One of my boys has consistently opened doors for all of us all week. Two of my boys on Wednesday had me sit down beside them and tell them to keep their hands to themselves, and they said “Yes ma’am,” and then they did!! I was so proud. I also am more aware than ever, that when I’m with that church body, I’m right where God meant me to be. He put me there for a reason, even with those kids. I’m hearing those Bible lessons too, I’m learning those verses as well. (And singing and dancing and carrying on with all those kiddos is fun.) He’s working in my life and in my heart. I wonder where he’s taking me next!