It's not about me
It seems like life's little storms are not stopping right now. I'm really, honestly not complaining, but it's been, uh, something, for sure.
So my friend Brenda and hubbie asked me to work with them with the little ones, right after we decided to go visit my very ailing aunt in the hospital in Eugene. Then at the last minute, 10 minutes before church was to begin, they decided to move her back to Coos Bay hospital, so we didn't go.
I decided, wet hair and all, that the church family is where I needed to be. So I went and ended up working in the little guys anyway. Ike on the way said: "I wish it were family camp all the time!" Then we talked about that's what church really is....weekly family camp. He got it.
WHAT A BLESSING!!! Those kids were so cute, and they just are sponges. They have exuberance, and they are not jaded. Micah was there. What a blessing, again.
And then, driving back into the storm, that the lesson here is that the storms are not going to stop. BUT when I get out of myself and my issues and my fears and my hurts and my stuff, and look at others, that's the respite. That's the calm.
They asked me to lead a little singing, they don't really need me, but I'm going to do it. And then over a salad at Wendy's, I ran into someone with problems worse than my own and was given a way to help.
This is what Jesus was talking about when he said to take up the cross. It's about dying to our stuff and serving others. The whole foot-washing thing.
A-ha.
So my friend Brenda and hubbie asked me to work with them with the little ones, right after we decided to go visit my very ailing aunt in the hospital in Eugene. Then at the last minute, 10 minutes before church was to begin, they decided to move her back to Coos Bay hospital, so we didn't go.
I decided, wet hair and all, that the church family is where I needed to be. So I went and ended up working in the little guys anyway. Ike on the way said: "I wish it were family camp all the time!" Then we talked about that's what church really is....weekly family camp. He got it.
WHAT A BLESSING!!! Those kids were so cute, and they just are sponges. They have exuberance, and they are not jaded. Micah was there. What a blessing, again.
And then, driving back into the storm, that the lesson here is that the storms are not going to stop. BUT when I get out of myself and my issues and my fears and my hurts and my stuff, and look at others, that's the respite. That's the calm.
They asked me to lead a little singing, they don't really need me, but I'm going to do it. And then over a salad at Wendy's, I ran into someone with problems worse than my own and was given a way to help.
This is what Jesus was talking about when he said to take up the cross. It's about dying to our stuff and serving others. The whole foot-washing thing.
A-ha.
posted by Jeanine at
3:49 PM
1 Comments:
Amen, sister. My burdens always feel strangely lighter when I take up someone else's. It's the mystery and wonder of the Body of Christ.
It was a HUGE blessing to have you in class this morning! Thank you for choosing to come and serve along side us.
I am constantly in awe of the Family of God.
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