I remember when my little sister was born into our family. It was quite a surprise, not just to my two brothers, and me, but certainly to my parents. You see, Phil and I were teenagers and Tim, our youngest brother, was seven. Kim was a big surprise!
I would later learn the gravity of such an announcement. Our third child, Barrett, was an unexpected gift! Cindy and I were “blessed” after tied tubes and such. God is good!
This morning I reread the Genesis creation stories. As I walked along with Adam and Eve again, I remembered my little sister’s response to the trouble Adam and Eve found themselves in—“It’s no wonder they messed up, they didn’t have a mommy and daddy to teach them!”
Not sure that there is any contextual support for such an interpretation. But the point is well taken.
Parents (and grandparents too) play primary roles in the shaping of little ones’ lives. Physically, spiritually, and emotionally—all of us are shaped, for good or ill, by the “big” people who are part of our story.
Each night as I’ve watched the children in Vacation Bible School at our church, I’m reminded of the role that adults play in the lives of the innocent. Some 70 adults are giving themselves this week to the spiritual formation of the kids in our church and community. I’m loving what I see. The energy, the love, the interaction between adult and child, church and community, God and His children!
Thank you so very much! What a wonderful thing.
Question: What is your favorite memory of VBS? What adult played a key role in your life? Who could you thank today?