I have been told on more than one occasion that I must have brain damage to want to work with kids. I used to respond with a chuckle, and a sarcastic “whatever.” Now when someone says that to me, I nod and say, “Yes. Yes I do.” A few years ago, sepsis invaded my noggin. I experienced some brain damage that resulted in lost memories. I’ll frequently lose words during a conversation, forget a name that I know I should know, or forget why I am where I am. It’s been challenging, but I’ve learned to deal with it relatively well, I think. Brenda, Bryan and Katie may have other opinions.
One thing that has stuck with me, even through my memory issues, is VBS, and not just the recent Alsbury VBS experiences. I can remember gathering on the steps of First Baptist Church of Herculaneum, marching in with my class, saying the pledges to the American flag, Christian flag, and Bible, and hearing the piano notes cueing us to “Listen…Sit down.” I remember hearing that Jesus loves me, standing next to a light bulb to let my teacher draw my silhouette on butcher paper, eating windmill cookies and playing Red Rover on the church lawn.
I didn’t realize it back then, but those memories from my childhood are precious. They started me on a path to becoming a follower of Jesus Christ. VBS today looks a lot different than it did when I was a kid, but we still have the priviledge of sharing God’s love through worship, Bible adventures, creative experiments, crazy games, and thought-provoking snacks.