Atlantic Community Church is hosting Vacation Bible School Tuesday, August 4, through Thursday, August 6, from 6 to 7:30 p.m. This year’s theme is In the Wild. Kindergartners through fifth graders will be divided into two groups: kindergarten through second grade and third through fifth grade. Children will learn about Jesus in fun, high-energy ways through crafts, music, Bible stories, and snacks. Please RSVP by July 19, 2020, to Jenn at (301) 542-3619. They have openings for 25 kids.
Fallowfield United Methodist Church used In the Wild for our VBS program last year. It’s an action-packed program kids will love. I highly encourage you to enroll the children in your life in Atlantic Community Church’s VBS.
Hard working volunteers from Fallowfield United Methodist have transformed the parsonage’s kitchen and brought it from the 1980s to the 2020s. They’ve been working for weeks replacing flooring, painting, replacing cabinets, and expanding the kitchen by knocking down a wall.
Adamsville Presbyterian Church continues with virtual services until further notice.
My daughter got her learner’s permit last week and took me on a drive. She’s very responsible and drovelike a pro. She wanted to buy me a gallon of gas because she’d set her sights on Pymatuning as her destination and wanted to take a long, leisurely drive. I protested, believing she shouldn’t have to pay for my gas. But she prevailed, paid the clerk three dollars, and returned to the pump. I showed her how to pump gas (one of life’s easier lessons, may I say), and told her it would automatically shut off when three dollars’ worth of gas was pumped. But it didn’t. It pumped three dollars’ worth. Then four. Then five. Six. At $6.78 I told her to stop pumping. Clearly there was something wrong with the pump.
I grabbed my wallet and hustled to the clerk. A man met me at the door with a knowing smile and said, “You look confused.”
I was taken aback. I smiled slightly and said, “Yeah…I am.”
He said, “You’re wondering why you pumped eight dollars of gas instead of three, right?”
I blinked.
He laughed, saying, “Whenever I see someone coming into a gas station and buying a gallon of gas, I always throw a five onto their tab. I’ve been there before.”
I stared at him for a second and thanked him effusively. Walking to my car I felt overwhelmed by this stranger’s kindness. When I explained it to my daughter, she was equally touched.
Later that night I got to thinking about it. My daughter works as a server and does an excellent job. Her tips attest to this. Suffice it to say, she had more than three dollars on her. I, on the other hand, am struggling these days. Can you guess how much cash I had in my wallet?
You got it. Three dollars.
If I’d paid for the gas instead of my daughter, I’d have been laying down the last cash I had on me. That man’s generosity was for me; not for her. And it was a reminder that God will always provide for me, no matter the circumstances. I’ve never gone hungry, never been homeless, never been cold or unable to get medical care. God has always taken care of me, and he will now.
And he used a complete stranger to prove this.
Maybe you can meet a need this week, particularly for someone who’s struggling with something you had to overcome in your life. Look for an opportunity to be an angel without wings this week. Blessings!