Tuesday, May 26, 2026 – Today was our first day of Vacation Bible School. Our church was divided into two teams, along with a group from Midway West in Carrollton. Today’s story was about the promise God gave to Abraham to make him the father of a great nation. We had a three-group rotation of Bible story time, recreation, and crafts. Before we started with the rotations, we sang several songs, including “There’s Power in the Blood.”
Full disclosure, I am attempting to write this while the rest of the team is playing cards, because I was called a “dud.” Uno! I won’t say who called me this, but she is the only native Spanish speaker on our team. So, if this blog doesn’t make you got any Jacks? sense, it’s because Jackie is singing and “Marilyn and the fun girls” are trying to recruit me. Furthermore, this might read like a Faulkner novel and stream of consciousness.
[By the way, whatever you read in italics will be words or phrases that I heard while typing.]
My group visited the same school that our team visited two years ago. Some of the teachers and the principal remembered us. The kids were engaged during the telling of the story and answered all of the questions afterward. Several students memorized the scripture verse after just a couple of readings.
After VBS, we came back to camp and ate lunch. Our team then started back to work at the camp. Sarah, Julie, and Marilyn sorted over 470 handmade dresses from a church in Kentucky. These dresses are destined for some ladies at a church deep in the Ecuadorian jungle. They also painted a couple of bathrooms at the camp.
The concrete busting crew kept doing our thing. Will joined us today to sweep up the concrete pieces and dust. Amie, Kate, Harold, Liz, Emely, Jackie, Lucy, Brooklyn, and Heather refurbished some picnic tables, cleared some shrubs from near the walkway, and painted a fence. Also, Sarah claims to have painted this fence. But now that is disputed by Kyle, who says, “Excuse me, Clint and I painted that fence.” Bottom line – the fence is painted and as Abraham Lincoln (perhaps) once said, “It’s amazing how much gets done when no one cares who gets the credit.”
Liz, did you write about the Ecuadorian kids knowing six-seven?, Kate, Brooklyn, and I got to knock off work a few minutes early because we were invited by Chris and Madeline to go to the ESL (English as a Second Language) class in Patate. We met with teenagers who came to learn conversational English. Hey, I just won! No, you didn’t! The Yancey’s are praying this ESL class turns into a Bible study and eventually, a church. So, if you’re reading this, please join them in this prayer.
Whose turn is it? Harold, it’s your bid. After dinner, we prepared for our second day of Vacation Bible School. Jackie was excited to be the brother who shoves Joseph (me) down into the pit. What candy do we have left? She was less than thrilled to learn that later in the story, she would bow down to me. We’ll see how it works out.
Ok, I’m now going to attempt to shed this do we have any Nestle Crunches left? persona of being a “dud” and join in one of the card games.
If you can’t tell, we’re having a great time serving the Lord. I pray that more gospel seeds are planted tomorrow and that God receives all glory, honor, and praise. Good night!
Ragamuffin Warrior 