We survived the first week of school!
I was quite vocal about my not readiness and that feeling didn’t quit. The kids did great. This momma wanted to take the day off (I mean the whole week but even my dreams have logic). The first week of school didn’t require an earlier morning that what I am used to…but I felt like I got beat up this week. All week.
I’m not a teacher. I can’t imagine how much caffeine was required by those in the classroom. The real MVP’s…all of you.
If I’m being honest, it was a rough week. Nothing went wrong and the weekend began with running and soccer, then ended on a FANTASTIC Sunday note. I love the local church and I so love this amazing community God allows us to serve and lead. I have so much to be grateful for it borderlines ridiculous.
Shaking off the dust of discouragement. Sometimes, it is easier than others. I’ll never forget a difficult season where Ray knew what our response had to be. To give proper credit, it was his idea. I was pregnant and crying, the news was tough, it was his birthday. It was some sort of trifecta. What did we do? We shook off the dust. We were laying on our bed, hands and feet in the air, and on the count of 3…we shook off the dust. Imagine it for a second. Two crazy people shaking their hands and feet in some sort of attempt to show our feelings who was the real boss. Reminding ourselves that God was indeed still God. While our circumstances didn’t change, we did.
This week, it lingered. I was walking out last week’s message, had a stirring heart and while I can think of several other reasons, yesterday I was reminded (yet again) that God moves even when I am fighting a bad mood (whew…He’s more powerful than my funk). God does things I can’t see till I can see them (it’s like I’m a philosopher). This week, don’t underestimate the power of your simple obedience. He does good things.
Last week is over and a new one has begun.
I have an ten year old turning 11 this week. For the record, in my brain, turning 11 sounds a lot like turning 14…or 16…or moving out of the house. I am aware of how fast the time goes and I don’t like it. However, I do like who this wild and imaginative kid is becoming.
You got this! I got this! Let’s do this!