BIBLE CAMP —
one of the practical ways we can build up the church is to serve. the children are important. and so here i am.
today i played basketball for the first time at penuel. well, sort of. it was mainly watching the kids & trying to make sure the ball didn’t knock any one of the teeny, tiny children. some were so small & short, i was afraid if they started running across the black pavement, they’d trip over their own feet & fall onto their knees. cue the tears.
serving at bible camp for three days was as exhausting as being at ssot for ten days. crazy, i know. during those three days, i was flooded with reasons for why i don’t (and have never) like children.
besides the select few — mainly young boys — that don’t give a single ounce of care to what the adults have to say (they are the utmost exercise of supreme patience & control), children cry. they whine. a lot. they also scream. and shout. they’re clumsy. they’re attached to their mothers (especially the younger ones). they’re messy. they’re immature. i can’t stand immaturity at any age.
however, what also happened during those three days was hebrews 13:17. the verse kept floating around in my head. obey the ones leading you and submit to them, for they watch over your souls as those who will render an account, that they may do this with joy and not groaning; for this would be unprofitable to you.
i’m not sure if the context of the verse exactly fits my situation. but i was constantly reminded to serve with joy and in my spirit. because if i groaned while serving, it would be unprofitable to the children. spiritual profit from the children, at the end of the day, was what i wanted.
so as much as i dislike the children, they are the big gospel. the sowing of seeds. the future of the church. god’s chosen ones.
even my little brothers and sisters.