One of my favorite things to do is work in the preschool at church. I get to love on babies, play with toddlers, tell little ones about Jesus and SHOW them God’s love on display. Tell each kid that Jesus knows his or her by name.
I get to give parents an hour to worship undistracted by little ones. My time with their children help ls them to feed their souls. Is it loud and crazy…oh yes. But is it important?
Nothing else matters.
The kingdom belongs to these littles. We must be careful to train up the next generation so the church carries on until He returns.
Be the church wherever you fit in using whatever gift He bestowed upon you.
I try to share more about Jesus without being pushy or in your face. I know several people connect Jesus with church/religion and have hard feelings. I never want to isolate anyone with a stereotype, but Jesus is the most important part of my life and He is worth sharing. However, I also share other things I love like Camp Gladiator and funny comedians and nice cocktails and friends and my family.
Today I shared something magical. A bag of Lucky Charm marshmallows only! Yes only the marshmallows.
This is a pic I saw on our class field trip to the Wetlands. It was an illustration of how the roots of the plot are anchored in the soil and will not be moved. It was beautiful and a visual of who I am in Christ.
I am rooted and anchored in the soil of God. His nutrients grow me as I am firmly planted in him. My roots keep me from flying away in the wind or drowning in the rain. Lord willing I will produce fruit or flowers as I abide in Him. What a brilliant illustration of our journey with God.
He took off! My hard working but borderline workaholic husband took off from work. Like the whole day. He hardly even checked his email…it was a miracle and a great day! We went to the zoo, went out for dinner, fed the animals and parented as a team on Spring Break.
Callen’s smile says it all. I am happy to parent alone on school holidays and breaks. I know how much we need his work and income, but man it is nice when we do the fun stuff together.
No clue when it will happen again, but for that day…we felt so loved!
The electricity on this block went out for over an hour on Spring Break. An hour people! Our usual staying up late, watching movies, eating popcorn and playing games was put on hold at 9pm and it was dark. We are the smart ones and had one working flashlight ready. 20 batteries but none are good. Go us!
All I could think about was my milk and my cell phone. Would the charge last until the morning? How do I get my car out of the garage? Should I go to the car and charge it? How much gas will that use? Will my son and I survive staring at each other? Why is it so dark where we live? In the middle of that last thought…it came back on so thankfully we will never know. But I did learn why farmers went to bed when the sun goes down back in the day…because there ain’t much to do at night with no electricity and one flashlight!
Thank you God for creating Thomas Edison and his light bulb. He is the real MVP or 2022!
I have several solid groups of girl friends. Girls connected in different ways. Moms of kids the same age, baseball moms, teacher friends, church friends, high school friends…women with things in common that get together and breathe.
My husband says this is harder to find in the man world. Maybe it is just him…who knows, but I am grateful. Grateful I can be vulnerable. Grateful we can vent or celebrate together. Just Grateful we can drink, dance, and let loose in our sweatpants and sweatshirts with hair pulled up and no make up.
If you are fortunate to find those friends then keep them and make time for them.
One of the best parts about teaching is building relationships. When you have to be with your work family more than your real family then you better like them. I was thankful to work at a place for 15 years where I enjoyed the people. An added bonus is finding a leader that pours into 7 years after she has retired.
Tonight we celebrated this mentor as we caught up and looked back at the good, the bad and the beautiful of education. Thankful she still laughs and cries with us all these years later. Whenever we need her, she is there. Find that mentor or be that mentor; they are more precious than gold!