Bubbles from Heaven

This weekend has been quite interesting. I have been stretched, blessed, tired, encouraged, and restless all at the same time.

Stretched in that I had to learn how to turn Christian jargon into something that a 7 year old could understand when it came down to what God wanted to tell them. Blessed in the fact that looking at 50 young children worship God with the most ridiculous dance moves (perfect for me and them, of course), listening to what they heard God say to them, as well as just their openness to God's heart has been wonderful. Tired because its takes alot out of you keeping up that energy level that kids have naturally. Encouraged because not only was I able to help lead worship for the event, but also helped with the workshops that stretched me as well, but it was encouraging to know that the passion I have for children and how much I want to see them grow in God's love and just the knowledge of that; i guess it was just the stirring in me that kids CAN do what adults to, and are sometimes more open to it being reaffirmed through what i saw this weekend. And lastly restless. I was restless is a different way that the kids were. They were wiggle worms, while I was dealing with the internal struggle of how can i best help them, and make this able for them to understand and believe that it is possible. Its at this age, before the world totally ruins their views of how it works and them becoming cynical, that they are able to establish who they are in their own eyes and in God's eyes as well. It is such a critical time, and I just wanted to help them along in any way I could...