VBS with Lucille Ball
“I see you wore white too!” came the familiar voice of a dear friend as I followed her down the steps of the church building while the anticipation of the third day of Vacation Bible School propelled cars steadily around the parking lot and groups of children bolted to the playground with complete abandon.
“Before I left the house, I realized today would be paint day in the craft time and of course I had chosen to wear white, but by the time I realized, I was too settled to find something else to wear. So we’ll just have to be careful while helping the kids today,” she said with a laugh as we reached the end of the stairs.
“Well, I had no idea, but white does seem to be a magnet for anything colorful and messy doesn’t it? I’m sure it will be fine. At least we are not the ones making the crafts,” I responded as we parted ways in the parking lot with a smile, a raised eyebrow, and wishful thinking. But there was a sneaking suspicion lingering about my mind that the subject of this conversation had not ended when the words concluded? Yet this brief humor disappeared from my thoughts as quickly as other conversations came to take its place.
“Before I left the house, I realized today would be paint day in the craft time and of course I had chosen to wear white, but by the time I realized, I was too settled to find something else to wear. So we’ll just have to be careful while helping the kids today,” she said with a laugh as we reached the end of the stairs.
“Well, I had no idea, but white does seem to be a magnet for anything colorful and messy doesn’t it? I’m sure it will be fine. At least we are not the ones making the crafts,” I responded as we parted ways in the parking lot with a smile, a raised eyebrow, and wishful thinking. But there was a sneaking suspicion lingering about my mind that the subject of this conversation had not ended when the words concluded? Yet this brief humor disappeared from my thoughts as quickly as other conversations came to take its place.
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