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The Preacher’s Corner By Rev. Dr. Milton Winter Vacation Bible School still a highlight of summertime For
the past few weeks we’ve been getting ready for Vacation Bible School
at our place, with the Methodists, Presbyterians and Episcopalians
joining forces to get the job done. I’m exhausted already, and I really
do not have any hard work! Those who lead the singing, supervise the
play, prepare the refreshments, tell the stories, make the crafts,
clean up, and other wise bear the heat will be in bed recovering. It
will be an exciting few days! The Rev. Milton
Whatley, our colleague at First Methodist, is the newest of the three
sponsoring clergy, and I think he knows now that one of the benefits of
his assignment here is that because three churches cooperate in this
Bible School (as they have for a generation and more), the
responsibility comes to a particular pastor only once every three
years. Our Bible Schools are chiefly organized
by lay folk, and it is heartening to see people rise up and shoulder
the load. My hat is off to the good mamas, daddies, and grandparents
who make it happen. Just about the time I
convince myself by watching the evening news that the younger
generation has sunk into barbarism and that all is wrong with the
world, we have one of our little Bible Schools and I am happily
reminded that there is a good residue of charity and kindness among the
folk of our small towns. I am sure this experience is repeated in
churches all across the land. For my own part, I
feel I owe a good deal to Bible School by way of penance. We had one
each summer of my boyhood, and I certainly remember my attendance. I
can recall no particulars of the lessons whatsoever, except that it was
the one time of the year we played in the large backyard of our old
church, and I do recall with great pleasure being introduced to those
wonderful Sunshine Orange drinks in the brown glass bottles. They were
so delicious and so refreshing; nothing so fine could be poured out of
aluminum cans! I do recall being terribly
disappointed that Ann Ross, my “regular” Sunday School teacher, whom I
loved, was not my teacher for Bible School. (Even then I found it
difficult to adjust to change.) I suppose I thought Bible School would
just be a week of Sunday School. Here in Holly Springs our “regular”
Presbyterian Sunday School teachers also lead in Bible School, so at
least “my” children do not have to cope with that particular trauma! I
will confess I worry greatly about the decline in religious commitment
among many people. There is certainly a sense of faith and morality. It
is just expressed differently, and does not always entail
organizational involvement. But still, I think, even when all the
church’s hypocrisies and foibles are taken into account, there is
something to be gained from that commitment — a kind of refinement and
discipline of our concerns — that will be lost if ever we let the
church pass completely out of our living. A
Vacation Bible School is a very small thing among the pillars of our
civilization. But one a very long time ago saved me for the church and
shaped my life. So perhaps our efforts in the summers of this era are
not wasted, and we have done some good with our efforts and our
prayers. I hope lots of children turn out for Bible School at our
place, and at all churches that have one this summer.
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