A few weeks ago, I was Shipwrecked along with about 100 kids.
Yes, I was at Vacation Bible School for the 16th year leading the children with songs, underscoring the Bible lessons, and marvelling at all of their excitement. While each of them touch my heart with their open joy and love, there are some who stand out a bit more than others.
Each day as I was introducing the theme for the day, which this year always ended with "Jesus Rescues", one of my co-horts, Maureen, would enter in some dramatic fashion to get the children intrigued about the day's Bible story. One day, dressed as a raggedy captain, she stumbled in gasping, "Me mateys. Me mateys. I've lost me mateys!" I looked at her, then at the children, then back to her and responded, "Captain? All your crew is gone?" And she continued lamenting, "Me mateys! I've got to find me mateys!" As she staggered out of the room, one of the little boys in front earnestly responded to me, "We can help her find her maybes!"
You have to fight back the laughter. "Yes, yes we can, I hope," was my response.
Because the theme was being Shipwrecked, I asked if anyone knew how an island is formed. "Volcanoes form islands!" was the reponse quickly offered, to which another boy, perhaps in 4th grade added, "Yes, volcanic eruptions do cause land masses to appear but land can also be formed by the collision of tectonic plates."
Um. Whoa! Smart kid!
Another day, as I was trying to underscore the importance of asking forgiveness for our sins, and being Catholic, was looking for the appropriate reponse of "reconciliation", I asked what the sacrament is that allows us to confess our sins. "Rescue-ciliation!" one child proudly declared.
Rescueciliation. I kind of like that word.
So my thoughts coming out of so much joy with my children are keep an eye out for your Maybes and be open to other people's perspectives.