My favorite memory of VBS is an accumulation of 25 years of teaching VBS. It is seeing unchurched kids who were dropped off at VBS by their parents, and then 15 years later, they are now bringing their own children to our VBS. And not just VBS, but to church as well. Because they felt something at our VBS, something that touched them, an unconditional love that they felt. A seed was planted. And now they are returning, bringing their children to find that same feeling they felt all those years ago. They have bloomed.