So I spent a good hour and a half sending out emails to new people who volunteered to help out the children's ministry at church. Part of me wants to scream out, "I'm exhausted. I only got five hours of sleep last night. Then I had a play date of 9 babies at my house. Then I drove to College Station. Wow. What's wrong with me?"
And then it hit me: umm, hello, this is nothing to complain about! These are a thousand reasons to be singing praises and giving thanks! I have blessings upon blessings in my life- we all do, and yet we treat them as burdens and whine about them, when we should be glorifying God for them!
I got five hours of sleep last night. I know some pregnant women who are getting less than that right now. And if I were in the hospital I'm sure I would have gotten less. I got five hours of sleep last night. Thanks, God, for five solid hours.
I had a play date of 9 babies at my house. NINE BABIES! It was tiresome! It was epic! It was awesome! Nine children from 15 months down to Michael Felts (3 1/2 months maybe?) and all of their mommies crammed and jam packed into my little apartment living room. Talk about cozy. And how cool is it that there are 9 of us who have the ability to stay home and raise our own children? Not everyone can do that, and I'm sure not all of us will be able to do it forever. THAT is a blessing in and of itself. We can afford to stay home and play. And we got some adult mommy time and adorable pictures. Was it a little hectic knowing that 18 people were going to be in my house? A little. Did I break a plate and a glass in the chaos? Sure did. Was it worth it? Always!!
I drove to College Station. Yeah, an hour and a half drive was really tiring after my night and day, but now the blessings: I have a car to drive. I have family waiting in College Station for us to arrive. Brandon's grandmother is out of the hospital and back home, which is the reason why we're going to College Station in the first place. Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
And maybe the funniest of all is that I almost complained about having to email volunteers. I laughed out loud at myself when that thought crossed my mind. There is NOTHING a nursery coordinator loves more than volunteers. I don't want to force people to serve, because then it's not service. I don't want to ask people to step away from church or Bible class, their worship time, to help with children if they don't want to. So for people to willingly say, "Use me whenever and wherever you can", I just want to kiss their feet and say BLESS YOU CHILD! Even if all they want is to show up one hour a Sunday one Sunday a month, hallelujah praise Jehovah! Every little bit is welcomed!
I've always known the phrase, "God loves a cheerful giver" to be related to monetary giving, but tonight I realized it's so much more. God loves a cheerful giver of anything- their money, their time, their ability, their patience... God loves all of the people who are serving "the least of these". Man, call me biased, but I think people who work with children are visions of Jesus on earth.
Maybe it's because I'm giddy with excitement that I finished my work and I get to go to bed. Maybe it's because I finished reading "The Shack" today and just feel awesome. Whatever the reason, I'm just feeling extra blessed today.
And I didn't even mention Brandon or Brooklyn. Don't even get me STARTED on how blessed I REALLY am :)