Our Wednesday night kiddies sometimes get confused with my name and the name of the other teacher in our class.
They call me Mrs. Dawn (cutest sound EVER!). My partner in preschool is Mrs. Tommie. That sounds easy enough … for grown-ups. But, I’m MARRIED to Tommy Reed, Bro. Tommy, or Pastor Tommy, whichever one you want to call him. So, sometimes they call ME Mrs. Tommie, remembering that Tommy Reed, Bro. Tommy and Pastor Tommy is my husband.
A few days ago, I mailed out “Have an Awesome Summer!” cards to all our little’s signing them “Lots of love, Mrs. Dawn and Mrs. Tommie”. They LOVED them and I got several texts from their Mom’s. (I also got smiley face emoji’s from Lucy.) One boy who is kinda new thought the card was from Mr. Tommy and Mrs. Dawn. His teenaged sister tried over and over to explain to no avail.
I got a text from a Mom yesterday that cracked me up. Jerrika, who’s four, was so very excited to get her card in the mail from us. She ripped it open and said, “Where’s the money?!” She shook the card and envelope and exclaimed, “Somebody STOLE my money!” Sad lesson: my cards never have money in them.
Over the last few weeks, we have been studying all about Jesus’ last days, from Palm Sunday until He went back to heaven right before His friends’ eyes. I got a helium balloon to help with the last lesson. I don’t know if they’d ever heard it before. Yes, they know that Jesus can do ANYTHING, but I don’t think they knew that story because of the looks on their faces. I said, “Jesus went up, up, up, right into the sky!” Brayden said, “Into HEAVEN!” He was right! I asked them if they’d ever seen a balloon go up in the sky. They all had. It was just like that!
So, we took the big helium balloon and taped on it a coloring book picture of Jesus surrounded by clouds. The kiddies helped Mrs. Tommie and they taped the fire out of it! Jesus would NOT float even a little bit! It was too full of tape!
We took off piece after piece. He STILL wouldn’t float! I started tearing parts of the picture off. It kept getting smaller and smaller. Finally, we were left with the face of Jesus and a little bit of His arms. With only one itsy bitsy piece of tape, we attached the picture. Praise the Lord-it floated!
We all lined up, did a head count, and tiptoed out to the parking lot. I reviewed the story one last time and reminded them that it really happened ‘cause it’s in the Bible. With all of us holding on to the balloon string, we let Jesus go on the count of three. We all made pretend surprise faces when He started floating up. Slowly, slowly, the balloon began to rise. (I have to tell you that it also went with a prayer!) It cleared the top of the church and we had to move out to see it go. It looked as if it would get stuck in the trees on the mountain but a heaven sent breeze blew it away.
“Go, Jesus, go!” we yelled. Jaxon said he was going to get his rocket and shoot it down. (He was kidding. He doesn’t have a rocket.)
We watched as Jesus got tinier and tinier, floating up to heaven. Even in the distance, we could see the white paper attached. (I’m so glad the little piece of tape hung on!) We lost sight of Him a few times, then He disappeared in the clouds. When we couldn’t see Him anymore, we went back inside.
I’ll cherish that memory for a very long time. I hope the next time our kiddies accidentally let a balloon go, or look up in the clouds they will remember, too!