So okay, for those of you who are thinking: WHAT? Did she get hitched? (NO!) Did I have a visit from Kelly? (NO! ) I couldn't decide on a title for this post and I have great story to tell you!!! One that was probably funnier in person than it will be in this blog, but one that MUST be relayed to the world. It is a true story and IF the persons involved would like to admit to it....then go for it. Okay, to protect both the guilty and the innocent parties, I will use the alias names of "Tim and Traci". Those are good, strong, fairly common names, so i pick those names for this story.
Yesterday my kids and I were with our friends "Tim and Traci". "Traci" decided to go walk with Makaley and me after dropping Kauy at camp. As "Traci" was getting into the car, "Tim" came to visit with my kids through the backseat window. He was giving them what for as usual when suddenly Kauy said "Uncle Timmy....you got a hair cut." "Tim" said no, that he had gotten a hair cut a few weeks ago. So Kauy said "well, you shaved this morning!" "Tim" replied with something like "I shave every morning." Kauy continued on with our friend "Tim" trying to figure out what was different this morning. Finally "Tim" asked Kauy...."What are you trying to say Kauy? Are you telling me I shaved off something?" About that time "Traci" whipped around to look at said friend "Tim" and yelled...(well, I can't repeat the word she yelled but it was close to darn-it!).."You shaved off your mustache!!!!!"
Now so far there is nothing funny about that story......except for the "fake" names I used.
BUT........there is more to the story...
Friend "Tim" moves over to "Traci" and explains that as a matter of fact he did shave his mustache off......on Tuesday morning......just about the time "Traci" was walking by the bathroom and "Traci" even looked in, said something to him and said she noticed a weird look on his face. Even later that morning our friend walked into the kitchen and kissed his wife several times before leaving for work. Never a word spoken. "Tim" told us that the people in his office commented immediately on how young he looked without the mustache. At this point in the story "Tim" kisses "Traci" goodbye, and we pull out of the driveway headed for ACU. "Traci" is in the front seat just dying (I think from embarrassment for not noticing earlier)and laughing.
BUT...there is more to the story....
"Tim" calls my cell phone about 5 minutes later to tell me that the funniest part of the situation is that he hasn't shaved off his mustache since 1987!!!! "Tim and Traci" just celebrated their 15th wedding anniversary! He has had the mustache since the day they met. He has kissed her many times over with those little mustache hairs tickling her upper lip. "Tim" then asks me to
tell his wife "Traci" that his feelings weren't hurt, he was still enjoying the good laugh.
So I ask, "How well do you know your spouse's face? And would you have noticed the difference?"
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Makaley can preach too!!!
I just realized two things. The first thing I realized is that I am about reach that 100th post and I will have to post my 100 things about me. Guess I had better get busy listing all the things about me that you don't know...that will keep you interested long enough to read all of them, and I better get it done and ready to post before we leave for vacation.
The second thing I just realized is how astute my daughter is. We were driving to home the other day in one of our "hurried" afternoons. I asked her which songs from the VBS/SBA CD she enjoyed the most. We soon got into this discussion about how we would love to show the video of the songs from VBS at church but can't because we don't want to offend anyone with the instruments. We are not a super conservative church, but there are some who just go crazy if there is instruments on the videos we see. And out of the mouths of babes it comes: "Mom, God doesn't care how we worship Him. He just wants us to worship Him with a happy heart. He doesn't care if it is slow music or fast music, instruments or no instruments....and He doesn't care where we are when we worship either." Now I was impressed. That's my baby girl. The one who worries about every one's soul. The one who can't stand to see pain, hurt, or sadness. The one with the most tender heart you will ever find. It was the next few words that really put the point to me. "God doesn't care if you worship Him by singing and praying in the shower or when you are sitting on the pot!" So, that explains why she is in the bathroom so long. She is praising Jesus. And I am certain that Jesus only smells the sweet aroma of praise!
The second thing I just realized is how astute my daughter is. We were driving to home the other day in one of our "hurried" afternoons. I asked her which songs from the VBS/SBA CD she enjoyed the most. We soon got into this discussion about how we would love to show the video of the songs from VBS at church but can't because we don't want to offend anyone with the instruments. We are not a super conservative church, but there are some who just go crazy if there is instruments on the videos we see. And out of the mouths of babes it comes: "Mom, God doesn't care how we worship Him. He just wants us to worship Him with a happy heart. He doesn't care if it is slow music or fast music, instruments or no instruments....and He doesn't care where we are when we worship either." Now I was impressed. That's my baby girl. The one who worries about every one's soul. The one who can't stand to see pain, hurt, or sadness. The one with the most tender heart you will ever find. It was the next few words that really put the point to me. "God doesn't care if you worship Him by singing and praying in the shower or when you are sitting on the pot!" So, that explains why she is in the bathroom so long. She is praising Jesus. And I am certain that Jesus only smells the sweet aroma of praise!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Whoops, that's a sermon
Well, plans have not changed so far this week. We are in the deepest moments of VBS/SBA at church. Atomic Anne and I (Toxic Trina) are only allowed to do the songs and very few experiments. Does that say that they trust us as much as they trust our true hair color?
Tonight I got a double helping of sermon (so to speak). Honestly, I am not sure that I ever thought my son to be the preacher, but okay.......maybe I am not giving him the benefit of the doubt. Let me just give you the latest "Sermon by Kauy". Please keep in mind that we are on the run until about 9PM and he has to be at ACU by 8:15. So, he was giving me the sermon and offered an invitation at the end...I think.
As we closed the evening of SBA fun, Kauy came to the front to "collect his parent" with large tears in his eyes. He asked if he could speak to me. Of course, I took the mic away from my mouth (last night I didn't and said loudly..."hey, that machine farted") anyway, I bent a listening ear. He began to tell me that he had yelled at the "crew leader", and he was sorry. I did not yell at him, nor did I shoot him those "dagger blue eyes". I just marched him back down that aisle, all the while singing the closing songs. He sweetly apologized, then walked back to the front pew to wait for us to leave.
I left him with Anne's husband, Nathaniel. They have a daughter (who might some day be my daughter-in-law..well, maybe not after this conversation) and they have a younger son. Kauy decided to tell Nathaniel all about camp today. It went like this: "Today at camp, this kid just farted. I said......whoop there's a sermon!". I do not know if Nathaniel kept a straight face, but I know that Anne and I didn't when he relayed the story. So, what does that say about camp? What does that say for the sermon's we hear weekly? What does that say about my son being ALL boy?!?
On the way home, Makaley and I had a little "mother-daughter moment". You know, the kind where you slightly raise your voice because you are certain that she didn't hear you because she was not listening to begin with and she was furnishing all the wrong answers or no answers at all. It drives me crazy when she acts like me!!! Wears me out! (I relive a little of the 1970's "Hymonda - Trina Hour" often seen on Five Oaks Rd.) When we got home, I am standing in the kitchen with my disastrous head of green hair, lab coat, scrub pants, and some "let me work the corner" type eye makeup and lip color, and here comes Kauy with his puppy dog eyes. (Excuse me, but I am laughing while I type this. I know that words can NOT do the scene justice). In a quiet and matter of fact way (so Makaley can't hear)says: "Could you and me go into your room and have a little talk?" Had I just not head another version of that phrase at church; I head down the hall with him. We get to my room; he puts his arm through mine and starts with: "Mom, the way you just talked to sissy is not so good. You need to not yell cause she might do something not good. Okay? So, try to talk a little nicer and not so loud to her." Then he patted me on the back and said "Okay? Thanks." Off he went. After my smile and soft giggle were gone, I returned to the living area to see that Makaley still needed to put up the clothes I had asked her to put up this morning AND this afternoon. Very calmly and with NO sugar coated voice say: "Makaley, could you please put these socks (handed them to her), these shorts (handed them to her) and this blanket up for me? Can you do it now or should I remind you again in 5 minutes?" Just a choice for her to make. She got up and put them where they belonged with no huffing. Kauy comes up to me, puts his hand on my arm...patting ever so sweetly says: " Mom, the way you spoke to K.K. was just right. Good job."
You know, just yesterday he told me that the song we are singing Wed. night (Come to Jesus) reminds him of the days that I tell him that we are about to have a "come to Jesus meeting" in the bathroom. I think he reversed the rolls. Was that a "Come to Jesus meeting" complete with an invitation song.... all done without me knowing what was going on? Now....whoop, there's a sermon!
I love my children.......
Tonight I got a double helping of sermon (so to speak). Honestly, I am not sure that I ever thought my son to be the preacher, but okay.......maybe I am not giving him the benefit of the doubt. Let me just give you the latest "Sermon by Kauy". Please keep in mind that we are on the run until about 9PM and he has to be at ACU by 8:15. So, he was giving me the sermon and offered an invitation at the end...I think.
As we closed the evening of SBA fun, Kauy came to the front to "collect his parent" with large tears in his eyes. He asked if he could speak to me. Of course, I took the mic away from my mouth (last night I didn't and said loudly..."hey, that machine farted") anyway, I bent a listening ear. He began to tell me that he had yelled at the "crew leader", and he was sorry. I did not yell at him, nor did I shoot him those "dagger blue eyes". I just marched him back down that aisle, all the while singing the closing songs. He sweetly apologized, then walked back to the front pew to wait for us to leave.
I left him with Anne's husband, Nathaniel. They have a daughter (who might some day be my daughter-in-law..well, maybe not after this conversation) and they have a younger son. Kauy decided to tell Nathaniel all about camp today. It went like this: "Today at camp, this kid just farted. I said......whoop there's a sermon!". I do not know if Nathaniel kept a straight face, but I know that Anne and I didn't when he relayed the story. So, what does that say about camp? What does that say for the sermon's we hear weekly? What does that say about my son being ALL boy?!?
On the way home, Makaley and I had a little "mother-daughter moment". You know, the kind where you slightly raise your voice because you are certain that she didn't hear you because she was not listening to begin with and she was furnishing all the wrong answers or no answers at all. It drives me crazy when she acts like me!!! Wears me out! (I relive a little of the 1970's "Hymonda - Trina Hour" often seen on Five Oaks Rd.) When we got home, I am standing in the kitchen with my disastrous head of green hair, lab coat, scrub pants, and some "let me work the corner" type eye makeup and lip color, and here comes Kauy with his puppy dog eyes. (Excuse me, but I am laughing while I type this. I know that words can NOT do the scene justice). In a quiet and matter of fact way (so Makaley can't hear)says: "Could you and me go into your room and have a little talk?" Had I just not head another version of that phrase at church; I head down the hall with him. We get to my room; he puts his arm through mine and starts with: "Mom, the way you just talked to sissy is not so good. You need to not yell cause she might do something not good. Okay? So, try to talk a little nicer and not so loud to her." Then he patted me on the back and said "Okay? Thanks." Off he went. After my smile and soft giggle were gone, I returned to the living area to see that Makaley still needed to put up the clothes I had asked her to put up this morning AND this afternoon. Very calmly and with NO sugar coated voice say: "Makaley, could you please put these socks (handed them to her), these shorts (handed them to her) and this blanket up for me? Can you do it now or should I remind you again in 5 minutes?" Just a choice for her to make. She got up and put them where they belonged with no huffing. Kauy comes up to me, puts his hand on my arm...patting ever so sweetly says: " Mom, the way you spoke to K.K. was just right. Good job."
You know, just yesterday he told me that the song we are singing Wed. night (Come to Jesus) reminds him of the days that I tell him that we are about to have a "come to Jesus meeting" in the bathroom. I think he reversed the rolls. Was that a "Come to Jesus meeting" complete with an invitation song.... all done without me knowing what was going on? Now....whoop, there's a sermon!
I love my children.......
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
And Summer Rolls In....
I have been absent from my computer for several days. Can you tell? Where should I start? Probably nowhere since excuses drive me crazy!!!
But.........just so you know........ (Tony says that not all people in this world are like me....need to know type people!)
I have already learned many a lesson this summer(creating a schedule for a Middle School doesn't count).........I know, it isn't officially summer, but who cares?!?
#1..If you are patient, you will get a good deal at garage sales. I got a great table for my office, and some chairs to go with it. Now if I can just paint them with the look I want.
#2..Grown men having sentimental moments (Tony's son graduated in Keller on the 7th) in a small car for almost 3 hours is some really goooood quiet time! I can keep my mouth shut! I was sooo proud! I am NOT afraid of the quiet.........well, not all the time.
#3..There are lots of "camps" in Abilene. We are taking part in 4 of them. Yep 4 in the month of June. Makaley is away at Leadership camp at ACU. IF you want it to rain in Abilene, send Makaley to an overnight camp. One where she can't take her cell phone and call me at the first clap of thunder or streak of lightening. She fears thunderstorms.....don't know why. When she was just a little thing, she and her daddy would sit out on the swing and watch storms come in from the west. So........she is in dorm, on the hill, with a wonderful counselor (one of my previous students), a really good friend, and no way for me to reassure her during the storm last night or the one predicted tonight.
She also attended a 4-H sewing camp (2 days). She made 3 really neat items (don't want to give away the Christmas gift list right here). She put in a zipper on the item they donated to the Noah project. She got home at noon on Tuesday, and was sick by that evening. Thought is was the roto virus, but who knows.
#4..One can become a statistic for the state of Texas with very little effort. Kauy became sick on Wed. evening, and one week later became a statistic. He was the proud owner of salmonella poisoning. AND NO........he did not eat tomatoes, lettuce or spinach. Those are considered poison to that 7 year old child. Who knows where or what or when, but we know the results! He was definitely not himself at all for over 7 days. I had to fill out those papers for the center of disease control about the out break. However, he is doing some better. He attended a camp at our local Frontier Texas (a great place to visit). It was a camp to teach the art of movie making. The camp was two days of western fun which co insides with the display about movie making and my favorite: Lonesome Dove. Can't beat that movie. Today parents were treated to the premier of the movie (we all got a DVD of the movie and T-shirt). The show started with a picture of each child (mug shots). There was some script reading, some filming and then John Wayne says to his friend (an old movie shot) "Go check the jail". All of the campers were in costume filing into the jail there at Frontier Texas. Hello? Where was Kauy and his lines about the cows?.......CUT! No, I mean don't cut the thought here, I mean..........they cut his lines. So everyone but my son is seen reading or saying a line (the sound was not too good). Oh well, he loved it anyway. He wasn't concerned because he "learned a lot about making a movie. You have to be quiet and wait a lot!" He goes to camp next week at ACU where he will be a wild man I am sure.
#5.. Prince Caspian is great. I did like Chronicles of Narnia better, but there were some good deep thoughts in this one too.
#6..After 7 1/2 years, Father's Day doesn't get any easier. This Father's Day was one of the hardest in a few years. I will admit that I didn't even go get cards until Sunday. I just couldn't. All these kids picking out cards for their daddy and mine are picking them out for "You're like a dad". No, I am not feeling the pity here; I am just feeling the hurt, frustration and things that we will not experience. I found myself many, many, many times this weekend with the "I wonder what's". What would our lives be like now? How would Kelly look? What kind of relationship would he and Kauy have? Would Makaley have him wrapped around her finger, or would he stand up better than I do and actually succeed in getting her to do the tasks I ask? What would our relationship be like? Would we be able to find "us time" with kids? I don't know why all this came to me this weekend. But, it did. I found myself listening to the CD from Lonesome Dove..and then going to Frontier Texas to read about the making of the movie. By total accident they wrote Kauy's name tag..."Cauy" which is the actual way his daddy would have spelled it. It took me by surprise.
#7..After 7 1/2 years I am living the Hannah Montana theme song "Life's What You Make IT". Backed up by the High School Musical song "We're All In This Together".
I could not have made it through the 2 sick children and 4 camps IF I kept a down cast attitude, and didn't allow others to get into the game with me. People who have a game plan but don't tell me the rules drive me crazy....everyone knows my plans, most of the time....even if they change at the last moment. Like these past 2 weeks.
As Hank Williams sings......."That's my story and I'm stickin' to it!"
#8....My co-counselor told me the other day: "If you want to make God laugh, just tell him your plans". Well, he is laughing because the only thing I planned that has worked out is that Makaley is in camp today. I planned to go to Austin, was planning to go to Odessa this week, planning to clean my house. The only reason I am writing this post right now is because my mom, sister, and I were planning to go to the movies today. Hmmmmmmmm not there yet. One is waiting on a call, and one has a sleepy 7 year old. So.....I will not tell you the rest of my plans. You will just have to read about my adventures.
But.........just so you know........ (Tony says that not all people in this world are like me....need to know type people!)
I have already learned many a lesson this summer(creating a schedule for a Middle School doesn't count).........I know, it isn't officially summer, but who cares?!?
#1..If you are patient, you will get a good deal at garage sales. I got a great table for my office, and some chairs to go with it. Now if I can just paint them with the look I want.
#2..Grown men having sentimental moments (Tony's son graduated in Keller on the 7th) in a small car for almost 3 hours is some really goooood quiet time! I can keep my mouth shut! I was sooo proud! I am NOT afraid of the quiet.........well, not all the time.
#3..There are lots of "camps" in Abilene. We are taking part in 4 of them. Yep 4 in the month of June. Makaley is away at Leadership camp at ACU. IF you want it to rain in Abilene, send Makaley to an overnight camp. One where she can't take her cell phone and call me at the first clap of thunder or streak of lightening. She fears thunderstorms.....don't know why. When she was just a little thing, she and her daddy would sit out on the swing and watch storms come in from the west. So........she is in dorm, on the hill, with a wonderful counselor (one of my previous students), a really good friend, and no way for me to reassure her during the storm last night or the one predicted tonight.
She also attended a 4-H sewing camp (2 days). She made 3 really neat items (don't want to give away the Christmas gift list right here). She put in a zipper on the item they donated to the Noah project. She got home at noon on Tuesday, and was sick by that evening. Thought is was the roto virus, but who knows.
#4..One can become a statistic for the state of Texas with very little effort. Kauy became sick on Wed. evening, and one week later became a statistic. He was the proud owner of salmonella poisoning. AND NO........he did not eat tomatoes, lettuce or spinach. Those are considered poison to that 7 year old child. Who knows where or what or when, but we know the results! He was definitely not himself at all for over 7 days. I had to fill out those papers for the center of disease control about the out break. However, he is doing some better. He attended a camp at our local Frontier Texas (a great place to visit). It was a camp to teach the art of movie making. The camp was two days of western fun which co insides with the display about movie making and my favorite: Lonesome Dove. Can't beat that movie. Today parents were treated to the premier of the movie (we all got a DVD of the movie and T-shirt). The show started with a picture of each child (mug shots). There was some script reading, some filming and then John Wayne says to his friend (an old movie shot) "Go check the jail". All of the campers were in costume filing into the jail there at Frontier Texas. Hello? Where was Kauy and his lines about the cows?.......CUT! No, I mean don't cut the thought here, I mean..........they cut his lines. So everyone but my son is seen reading or saying a line (the sound was not too good). Oh well, he loved it anyway. He wasn't concerned because he "learned a lot about making a movie. You have to be quiet and wait a lot!" He goes to camp next week at ACU where he will be a wild man I am sure.
#5.. Prince Caspian is great. I did like Chronicles of Narnia better, but there were some good deep thoughts in this one too.
#6..After 7 1/2 years, Father's Day doesn't get any easier. This Father's Day was one of the hardest in a few years. I will admit that I didn't even go get cards until Sunday. I just couldn't. All these kids picking out cards for their daddy and mine are picking them out for "You're like a dad". No, I am not feeling the pity here; I am just feeling the hurt, frustration and things that we will not experience. I found myself many, many, many times this weekend with the "I wonder what's". What would our lives be like now? How would Kelly look? What kind of relationship would he and Kauy have? Would Makaley have him wrapped around her finger, or would he stand up better than I do and actually succeed in getting her to do the tasks I ask? What would our relationship be like? Would we be able to find "us time" with kids? I don't know why all this came to me this weekend. But, it did. I found myself listening to the CD from Lonesome Dove..and then going to Frontier Texas to read about the making of the movie. By total accident they wrote Kauy's name tag..."Cauy" which is the actual way his daddy would have spelled it. It took me by surprise.
#7..After 7 1/2 years I am living the Hannah Montana theme song "Life's What You Make IT". Backed up by the High School Musical song "We're All In This Together".
I could not have made it through the 2 sick children and 4 camps IF I kept a down cast attitude, and didn't allow others to get into the game with me. People who have a game plan but don't tell me the rules drive me crazy....everyone knows my plans, most of the time....even if they change at the last moment. Like these past 2 weeks.
As Hank Williams sings......."That's my story and I'm stickin' to it!"
#8....My co-counselor told me the other day: "If you want to make God laugh, just tell him your plans". Well, he is laughing because the only thing I planned that has worked out is that Makaley is in camp today. I planned to go to Austin, was planning to go to Odessa this week, planning to clean my house. The only reason I am writing this post right now is because my mom, sister, and I were planning to go to the movies today. Hmmmmmmmm not there yet. One is waiting on a call, and one has a sleepy 7 year old. So.....I will not tell you the rest of my plans. You will just have to read about my adventures.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The Sermon part 2...my notes and thoughts.
So, I am cleaning out a "bag". You know, the kind every teacher has 3 or 4 of. The kind I carry papers in for a few weeks until it becomes full, and I don't want to clean it out right now, so I go get another of my "free bags" and use it. Funny........I never decided to carry the BIG BLUE bag from IKEA. Anyway, I am cleaning out the bag because I will not need to carry grading supplies home with me next year, and low and behold........there is the page of notes from THE sermon "A Leap of Faith". I had been looking for them..........there they were and as I read them a smile crept across my face because you see, the reasons below are the reasons I will not be grading papers next year.
L - the Leave principle. In Heb. 11:8 it talks about Abraham hearing "God call" him. So, I listened and heard that call. For some reason I had to take that leap no matter the specifics. I will have a longer work contract. I will leave my buddies.
E - the Expect principle. In Heb. 11:1 it says, "Faith is being certain of what we do not see." You leap because you expect God to show up. God expects you to let Him shine through you. I expect God to be there and help me understand when someone hurts.
A - the Attempt principle. Quit pointing out what everyone else is doing and get in the game. If you are afraid you might strike out, you'll never have a chance to hit a home run. Attempt it....don't confuse waiting on the Lord for staying safe. I may strike out many times in an inning, or I may make a home run. I just know that I am going to attempt....for the Lord.
P - the Perhaps principle. In I Samuel 14 Jonathan goes to attack the Philistines. Saul stayed safe on the hill, but Jonathan and another go to the camp of those who aren't circumcised. He then says "It won't matter how many or how few of us there are. That won't stop keep the Lord from saving us." (I love that thought!!) He took a leap because he was counting (perhaps) on God. He knew the mission...He didn't know what would happen, but he wanted in the game because he KNEW God. I don't know what is in the next camp. I know that I will face giants, BUT.....God has put me here for a reason at this time.........He will save me!!
These are just my notes. Notes from a wonderful servant whom God chose to speak through. And evidently God needed me to hear that sermon because I was on the front row without children. I am so glad that I was there.
For those of you who have thought I was already on vacation.........nope, I am actually working in the counselor's office...my office (black wall and all !!!) I have the keys to the office. I have entered the inner- sanction of the Principal's office wearing the hat of counselor. I am already doing work, and getting frustrated when there are interruptions because I NEED to get this done...so I can decorate! ha ha I attended the end of the year counselor's meeting for middle schools and was welcomed with open arms. AND I fully understand the frustration of making a schedule work. Shame on me for griping about when I taught what! Shame, Shame, Shame!!
And so.........the end of the sermon that drove me to take this leap of faith is as follows: (a few notes)
* Don't settle for nice...settle for discipleship.
* It's not our job to protect kids from Jesus - but to embrace the adventure and the challenges they face and bring. (hello...Trina!!...get in the game)
* If you fail, at least you were making an attempt for God. He can write the end of the story.
All I needed was for us to stand and sing all verses of "Where He Leads Me I Will Follow" with a few rounds of "We are Marching to Zion" and I was ready to get in the game!
I can't wait to see the final score later down the line. I am in this game and I am loving it so far.
L - the Leave principle. In Heb. 11:8 it talks about Abraham hearing "God call" him. So, I listened and heard that call. For some reason I had to take that leap no matter the specifics. I will have a longer work contract. I will leave my buddies.
E - the Expect principle. In Heb. 11:1 it says, "Faith is being certain of what we do not see." You leap because you expect God to show up. God expects you to let Him shine through you. I expect God to be there and help me understand when someone hurts.
A - the Attempt principle. Quit pointing out what everyone else is doing and get in the game. If you are afraid you might strike out, you'll never have a chance to hit a home run. Attempt it....don't confuse waiting on the Lord for staying safe. I may strike out many times in an inning, or I may make a home run. I just know that I am going to attempt....for the Lord.
P - the Perhaps principle. In I Samuel 14 Jonathan goes to attack the Philistines. Saul stayed safe on the hill, but Jonathan and another go to the camp of those who aren't circumcised. He then says "It won't matter how many or how few of us there are. That won't stop keep the Lord from saving us." (I love that thought!!) He took a leap because he was counting (perhaps) on God. He knew the mission...He didn't know what would happen, but he wanted in the game because he KNEW God. I don't know what is in the next camp. I know that I will face giants, BUT.....God has put me here for a reason at this time.........He will save me!!
These are just my notes. Notes from a wonderful servant whom God chose to speak through. And evidently God needed me to hear that sermon because I was on the front row without children. I am so glad that I was there.
For those of you who have thought I was already on vacation.........nope, I am actually working in the counselor's office...my office (black wall and all !!!) I have the keys to the office. I have entered the inner- sanction of the Principal's office wearing the hat of counselor. I am already doing work, and getting frustrated when there are interruptions because I NEED to get this done...so I can decorate! ha ha I attended the end of the year counselor's meeting for middle schools and was welcomed with open arms. AND I fully understand the frustration of making a schedule work. Shame on me for griping about when I taught what! Shame, Shame, Shame!!
And so.........the end of the sermon that drove me to take this leap of faith is as follows: (a few notes)
* Don't settle for nice...settle for discipleship.
* It's not our job to protect kids from Jesus - but to embrace the adventure and the challenges they face and bring. (hello...Trina!!...get in the game)
* If you fail, at least you were making an attempt for God. He can write the end of the story.
All I needed was for us to stand and sing all verses of "Where He Leads Me I Will Follow" with a few rounds of "We are Marching to Zion" and I was ready to get in the game!
I can't wait to see the final score later down the line. I am in this game and I am loving it so far.
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