Tomorrow, I am supposed to teach about Christ's resurrection from the dead. We did not buy any VBS material. Our outline is the Apostles Creed. We started with Creation, the Fall, the Promises, the Incarnation... We are putting together a nice album that has a good portion of the catechism in it, along with the other crafts. Tomorrow Marilyn will talk about Christ's death and I about the resurrection. Many children don't know half of this, others know everything inside out. We have them all in one group, this year.
I think I am going to be crying, but now that I think about it ahead of time, maybe I won't. We will start with Job and move on to John 20. Then I think we will act out Thomas' story. I think somewhere along the line we will end up talking about all the people we've lost and we will let them run with this, and I think we will sit on the floor for all of it and keep the Kleenex box not too far off.
I think Job is the most amazing book. How did he get this: "Oh, that my words were recorded, that they were written on a scroll, that they were inscribed with an iron tool on lead or engraved in rock forever! (what irony) I know that my Redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God; I myself will see him with my own eyes--I, and not another. How my heart yearns withing me!" (19) Boy, wouldn't it be nice to know even more about Old Testament believers. Anyways, Job knew the same God. We had that the other day with Noah. I like, too, that Job was yearning for this redeemer himself not just his redemption. Certainly, trouble helps you focus on both.
(Now, I better clean up more, we are having house guest tonight for Concordia College... Fancy dinner tomorrow. What to wear? In terms of being pastor-less just now, Martin just figured that we have 4 vacancies in the district of 7 congregations.)
3 comments:
You are doing such a great job with those kids!
It really does get to you (make you cry) doesn't it?
I'll pray that the Lord will provide some more faithful pastors up there for your churches.
Thankfully, no crying. We stuck nicely to out texts and acting out. One little girl was most intrigued about Thomas poking his finger in the side; there was nothing weepy about it.
I was thinking just now how we laugh and cry at the weirdest times. People always say: "Why do poeple cry at weddings and laugh at funerals?" and why cry anticipating a cry and not cry then? Why is it that that sorrow that ambushes you unawares is so bad, but the anticipated one you feel braced for (more or less)?
Post a Comment