Vacation Bible School Memories
July 7, 2012
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Two weeks ago it was announced in our congregation that one more Vacation Bible School teacher was needed, for the oldest class. That sounded like something I could do, so this 70-year-old grandpa spent the past week teaching Bible lessons to a group of twelve and thirteen-year-old girls (no boys in that age group came this year).
A week ago, when I realized that I would probably be teaching only girls I requested a classroom in an area where we would be clearly visible, without a door. In that setting we were relaxed and comfortable and spent an enjoyable week together studying and discussing God’s Word.
We began each morning with all the classes standing in rows at the front of the church and singing the familiar children’s Bible School choruses. Wednesday morning, one of the songs jogged my mind back to an earlier time.
We were living in Moose Jaw then and were not members of any church. We heard that the Church of God in Christ, Mennonite congregation at Bredenbury, Saskatchewan was going to hold Vacation Bible School. My wife spent the week there so our five-year-old daughter could attend. Friday evening, when the program was held, the children walked in singing the same song that we were singing this Wednesday morning. Now, as I looked over the rows of children in front of me, I could see three of my daughter’s children who were attending this year’s Vacation Bible School, and my heart was filled with thankfulness for the blessings of God on our family.
We had determined back then that we would base our lives on a love for God and for His Word. The years have gone by; it doesn’t seem like many. But our daughter now has a husband and four young children, and they are basing their lives on that same foundation. Our son-in-law was the leader of the committee that organized this year’s Vacation Bible School.
I received a special boost one day this week when my youngest grand-daughter, attending Vacation Bible School for the first time, walked into my classroom just after lunch, gave her Grandpa a hug and then scampered away to play.
For ever, O LORD, thy word is settled in heaven (Psalm 119:89).
Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away (Matthew 24:35).