What a week! Our VBS taught an average of 65 kids each night. Games, crafts, and puppet skits all worked together to teach the kids a different Bible story each night. I heard they even enjoyed special appearances by Moses and Elijah! As the kids were enjoying their time of learning, the adults were gathered in the auditorium for a class and discussion on how to parent through the social media age. We had about 40 parents join us each night. It was a great time of learning and discussion!

If you helped out or participated in any way this week, thank you! I’m reminded in weeks such as this one of the collective power we have as a church body. There is so much talent, ability, and potential within our church family when we come together for something. Often, we can get discouraged when we work on our own because we don’t see results very quickly or easily. The problem isn’t us, however; it’s that we are only one person. God never intended for us to do ministry or live the Christian life alone. It was always designed to be done in community, with other people. This week was proof of that. Thank you!

For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ. For in one Spirit we were all baptized into one body—Jews or Greeks, slaves or free—and all were made to drink of one Spirit. For the body does not consist of one member but of many.

—1 Corinthians 12:12-14

-Scott McFarland

V.B.S. Thank You!

It’s all about the numbers (jk, former math teacher).  My heart cannot express the gratitude it feels for: 
1 amazing adult class teacher
2 technicians 
3 stage cast members & impersonators
4 cradle roll keepers & crafty cooks
5 classroom leaders
6 (and more) incredible gamers
7 official greeters
11 behind the scenes doers
45 additional helpers and workers
50 adult attenders
75 amazing children and 100’s of prayers
1,000’s of generous donations

And most importantly,
An infinite God that blessed our church beyond measure!

Love each and every ONE of you,
Merna