Our Bible School at our church is coming up in 2 weeks. I am directing a group (somehow... I'm pretty sure I didn't sign up for the lead job, but ended up with it) of kiddos, and needed to get a supply list together before yesterday. So, on Saturday - I had the materials all spread out in our living room looking through them to see what things I could request for supplies. Maggie was sitting with me some of the time and we were talking about the theme for Bible School this year.
Our church is thinking outside the box a bit this year. Usually they use a specific curriculum year after year, but this year they decided to do something a little different. So, the format, plans, supplies, and theme are all a little different this year. The theme is Heroes. Each day, the lessons are centered around 5 different characters in the Bible that are unnamed, but unique and special enough to be mentioned as heroes. For example, the little boy that was used to share his food with the 5 thousand.... he is unnamed, but considered a hero. Also, the shepherds that the angels came to and announced the birth of Jesus.... they were unnamed and used to help announce the special occasion.
So, I was explaining it a little to Maggie - and how heroes don't have to be famous or supernatural. So, she flitted about a little as I continued to work, and then she came back to me with this statement...."Mom, I am a hero!"
"Sure, Maggie. I think you are! How do you think you are?"
"I saved Whit!"
"Really? Tell me more!"
"That one day, I kept him from running out into the parking lot! It was a hard job, and I really tried to block him, but I got the job done and I'm a hero!"
"You sure are Maggie!"
Several weeks ago, we loaded up the kids' bikes in the back of my car and took them to a park that had a large tennis court that they rode around on. Chap needed a potty break, so we parked the bikes and walked across the parking lot and a little pedestrian bridge to get to the restroom. As we were leaving, they wanted to run ahead. I told them they could run to a yellow pole that was positioned on the other side of the bridge (they have succeeded with this task many times before at this same park... they were very familiar with these instructions!).
I know it is going to surprise you, but this child didn't stop!

I wasn't as concerned as I usually would be, because we were the only ones at the park - and the parking lot was empty. However, Maggie - knowing the rules, following the rules, and trying to keep her brother safe.... ran ahead and tackled him to keep him from running into the parking lot! He, of course, reacted rather loudly and in opposition - but I had arrived to the scene by that time.
So, in fact.... Maggie is a hero!



INDEED!!
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