One day down folks and three to go with Mercy Street's VBS. When we had 22 volunteers show up punctually at 8:30 for a 9:15 start time and the first child didn't walk through our doors until 9:30, we were reminded we were "livin' on West Dallas Time".
It's not always that way, oh, wait, yes it is.
There is just a little more latitude given to matters of on-timedness over here in the 'hood and we've learned to work around it. We just make the start time of an event is about 30 minutes earlier than we actually need it to start and we're all good.
We had about 20 kids come today which was pretty disappointing for me. It's easy to get caught up in the numbers and if I'm perfectly honest it hurts my pride a little. One of the teachers echoed so many others today that reminded me; the kids who come are hand-picked to be there each day by their Father who cares only that they hear His word and see His reflection in all of us.
Thank you for praying for this week and please continue to do so. Even if our numbers are small, these kids need us to hug them, to look them in the eye, to hear their unsure answers to questions, and to be the hands and feet of Christ, and maybe give them a lot of candy.
Oh, and not to call the little boys, little girls. I did that twice today.