God’s call to Moses

Between spending this week working at gathering all the props for this Sunday's story, and writing the next week's story to give to the leader, I'm having trouble remembering clearly how last Sunday went!

Let's see. The story started with an introduction of various areas in which Moses would have received a good education as the son of the princess. We had prepared a notebook & pen (reading & writing), a calculator (mathematics), a scroll (law/administration) and a sword (warfare). The idea was to have different kids identify what props went with what areas of education. The leader just went through it with "Moses," however, and rather quietly, so I'm not sure anyone else knew what was going on at that point. Oops. Things got better after that!

Moses had to kneel and propose to an Egyptian girl who wanted nothing to do with him. To show one reason he identified with his native people. He was out walking and saw some of his people working in the fields—one pushing a broom as a plow, the other with a pole over her shoulder with a peanut-butter-jar "water bucket" at each end. An Egyptian took a whip to them; Moses "killed" her and covered her with a blanket. The next day, the same two workers started fighting & Moses stepped in to break them up. They accused him of wanting to kill them too. He was frightened and fled Egypt for Midian. Became a shepherd (picture of flock of sheep on the wall).

Then he saw the burning bush (also a picture on the wall) & heard God speaking to him. Took off his shoes & knelt. Made excuses for not wanting to go to Egypt, which "God" answered in various ways including having him throw down his broom-handle staff which was quickly exchanged for a snake made of a rolled-up towel. Finally God got tired of his excuses and just ordered him to go, so he took off. End of story.

We played "snake" for our game. Tied the whole bunch (ten kids) together with plastic string, making figure-eights between each of them, and then had them walk through a simple obstacle course made of stools and folded tables. Had a hiccup or two when one of the girls wanted to sit on a stool, but eventually they made it through & back, with much hilarity!

We made burning-bush pictures for our craft. Our newest girl, Sally, really likes craft time!

I had been praying about how aggressively I should pursue our "problem" boy who hadn't come in over a month. And then one day last week ran into him & his mom on the street near our home, which is nowhere near where they live. So I took that God-presented opportunity to invite them to return, and they did come back this Sunday. Somewhat late, but early enough to participate in the game & craft. He is drooling more than ever, though was a bit better about being willing to use a towel to wipe his face rather than other surfaces. Thankful for that!