Let me preface this post today by saying, there are a few things in this life that really I’m not the best person to take charge and do. I know that’s hard to believe, but it’s true.
Okay, enough sarcasm. The honest-to-goodness truth is: the words Vacation Bible School make me want to crawl under a chair, throw a blanket over my head and hide.
I know, I’m a wimp. However, a group of dozens of wild, screaming, energetic kids under the age of 10 scare me. It’s true.
But alas, one of the many things that have come up this year that I just couldn’t say no to was VBS or VBF as we’re calling it this year: Vacation Bible Fun! Yeah, it was fun all right… For the little monsters! Only kidding. It wasn’t bad, nor did it go smoothly by any means, It was…different. Challenging. Overwhelming. And makes me want to run away and change my name just so I don’t have to keep going back all week. But I committed to it, so I will.
If anyone here has ever run such a chaotic program, take heart, I now understand your stress and why so many of the leaders look stressed and are singing the hallelujah chorus come Friday. Trust me, I get it now.
Yesterday, if there was any type of thing that could have gone wrong, it did. That’s where my wonderful public speaking skills (and improv) came into play.
See, to start with, we couldn’t get the projector to work so cramming all four of us into the cab of my husband’s Dodge Dakota, we had to drive to and from the church in 100+ degree temperatures several times to pick up something else that I thought just might work. Now, why were we all crammed in there you ask? Don’t ask. It’s another long story. But in simple terms: I had a flat, our jack wouldn’t work, we had to call a tow truck to help us jack the car up and put on the spare. We got the car to the tire shop and what do you know, they don’t have the tire or any that will fit. So it’ll be a few days while they order it. Oh yay!
Only 30 minutes before the program begins, we get the projector to work…oh, but the mouse isn’t working! Not only is the mouse not working, but I left the CD that has the lyrics to all the little songs at home in my laptop, which was the first machine I tried to hook up to the projector.
I was able to call someone about the mouse, but still no lyrics. That’s okay, VBF songs are supposed to be fun and catchy, surely we’ll learn the words after a verse or two. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG. First off, in all the worry over getting the computer to work with the projector and a mouse to play the CD with, I forgot to even think about speakers. Seriously. So while someone is on the hunt for speakers I have to sing. Now, everyone can sing, but should they? Absolutely not. I’m one who can but probably shouldn’t. Nonetheless, I belted Jesus Loves Me like there was no tomorrow. This wasn’t done, however, to help encourage the kids but to block out their screams at my awful voice.
We get speakers and sound, but no lyrics. Nor a catchy song. Zap. The music ends, I read from a script paper and start singing again!
Fortunately, no technical errors happened with the next part, nor the games. Unfortunately, someone who was supposed to do an act wasn’t there…and they had the script so there wasn’t a way I could just grab another adult and read it. After much fear and calling a slew of people from the church who might have their telephone number, I got in touch with them just as they were pulling into the church parking lot. Perfect timing.
The entire night of leadership and program guiding was chaos on my end, giving me a whole new respect for teachers and people who’ve done this kind of program for year. As for me, I shall flee the scene the next time I see someone headed my way with a VBS flyer in hand. Coming up with things to talk about on the fly, singing songs at the top of my lungs and being asked how Adam and Eve’s kids had babies by a ten year old (seriously) is not my forte.
I do have to give credit where it’s due, however. Though there was A LOT of last minute changes in plans going on, the kids did really well moving from activity to activity and not going nuts in between.
How about any of you? Have you ever agreed to do something not realizing how much work it was only to have chaos ensue?