As I lay awake thinking about the day’s events, remembering my God sightings, and anxiously awaiting the next morning’s beginning, I felt compelled to write how I viewed this VBS mission as a whole. I was inspired by the faith, laughter, and love of my fellow team members, the Haitian staff, and the children of Caracol…but my pen was guided by His hand.
Early in the a.m.
excitement was born
clean were the bodies
with best dressings adorned
From concrete rooms
and thatched walled huts
they skipped and ran
over rocks and ruts
Gathering in groups
both large and small
too many to count
estimates four-fifty in all
The anticipation was evident
as they laughed and sang
when the iron gate opened
with a clank and a bang
Lined up in rows
by ages and hues
soon to file inside
to be packed in the pews
One by one
each child entered
in the word of God
soon they’d be mentored
Games and verses
arts and crafts
Bible stories and more
created such amazement and laughs
Bread was then broken
one plate after the other
served in His Name
by both sister and brother
Once thirst was quenched
and all had been fed
to the old iron gate
back they were led
Hugs were aplenty
and fond farewells heard
as the lambs of God left
after learning His word
Some dashed to the left
and several sprinted to the right
spreading Christ’s love
well into that night
Seeds had been sown
and will eventually flower
so they too will someday speak
of His love and His power.
