VBS Day Two

Day two went pretty smoothly, but I knew I couldn’t wait until nearly 9PM to feed the kids.  They shouldn’t be eating that late and really I couldn’t afford the night going on any longer than necessary once we got home.  So today it was going to be fast food as it was going to be for the rest of the week.  The Herrington family was going back into vacation mode.  I was still waking up at 2AM, 3AM, 4AM, I couldn’t be up that early and stay awake until 10PM at night.  Wasn’t happening?  I would be downing Cokes at work as it was to stay awake.

By God’s grace, I got through the workday without falling to sleep at my desk.  Then I jammed out the door at 4:30PM.  Tonight would be the greatest place in the whole world for dinner, Mc D’s.  God bless the man who came up with the special sauce and those fries.  I hope he’s in heaven so I can give him an extra big hug and kiss.  But I digress.  I picked up dinner, then drove to the school.  Vamanos!  I commanded and got them in the car.  I handed out bags of fries and cheeseburgers.  Well would you look at that, when did they start putting apple slices in the Happy Meals?

We drove fast, furiously, yet safely to VBS while the kids ate in the car.  At least that would be done. Their bellies would be full when we got home.    I dropped the kids off at their individual classes, then walked across the street to the parents’ house.  I said, hello to the crew, then sat down and ate.

Tonight’s speaker, I was informed every night there would be a speaker, wasn’t so much a speaker as a facilitator to help us understand these two Christian doctors who were marriage/relationship counselors.  We listened to the couple being interviewed on Focus on the Family radio show.  Wow! 

You know what’s a poor idea, having two monotone voice speaking people talk for over an hour, to a person who is sleepy.  I drifted in and out but maybe my other problem was I couldn’t figure out how finding out what type of love language, sorry it wasn’t call that, but something like that what type of love style you have, and how to use that to change your marriage or understand your spouse better had anything to do with Christ.  I kept wondering when it was going to come back to God.  And it never really did.  If I’m a non-compassionate spouse and I see my spouse needs more compassion, don’t I pray about that?  I alone can’t make myself more compassionate, more anything.

Finally the talk of the night was over and it was time to go pick up the kids.  I grabbed them only to see Jory sitting next to his Sparks leader looking sad.  She told me that Jory and the other boys hadn’t been listening to their junior leader and she made them take a time out and apologize.  Before Jory and I went to pick up the girls, he and I had a talk about his behavior.   

So happy to have him in a place where he is corrected when he does wrong and shown and taught the right thing to do by believers. 

We drove home, took baths, and got into bed.  I was still bone tired, but at least I didn’t have to warm dinner and clean the kitchen, too.