This VBS was a new experience because it was at an inner-city church. Intrepid mija knew no difference. It was a church. It was VBS. That was all that mattered.
|Her class sang the plagues of Egypt to the tune of|
The Twelve Days of Christmas.
It is such a blessing to see her evaluate a group or church based on their doctrinal stance rather than location or skin color!
We had a great time. I said we because they actually offered an adult class during VBS. I've never seen that before but it was very well attended.
Oh, over a thousand dollars was raised for a missionary and about a dozen souls saved during the week!