Last week our family spent Tuesday through Saturday at Bible School. We only have one left at home that is young enough to attend, but I, and our 14- and 17-year-olds, were teaching and helping. There are a lot of activities we participate in during summer, but this is one of my favorites. I had missed helping out last year and it was great to take part again. What a privilege to be able to help children experience God’s Word and understand how it applies to the way they live here and now.
I got to be the storyteller, this year, creating a different set and telling amazing Bible stories each day of the week. The kids loved it and so did I. We spent our days inside the home of Rhoda after Peter was “broken out” of prison, in a shipwreck with Paul, then safe on the island of Malta where Paul was then bitten by a poisonous snake and miraculously survived, and we celebrated with the crippled beggar at the temple gate, Beautiful, when Peter and John healed him and he was able to walk. Our final day was spent at a “party” that EVERYONE is invited to and then we closed out the week with a picnic for all the families.
I had so much fun making the sets and watching the kids’ faces as they would come in the room and be transported to our story setting. I didn’t remember to bring my camera on any day except Thursday, so I only have a couple pictures to share for now. I believe, however, these show how much a fourteen-year-old boy can love his mother. He was a real sport, great helper and an excellent actor, all week! Gotta love a man who can pull off a “fro” on his chin!