I have had a very busy day. We cleaned and cleaned and cleaned. I am so thankful for the kids’ help today. I could not have gotten so much done without them. Do you remember when you were a kid and mopping was a fun chore? I do; I used to love to mop. Nowadays, my back screams in protest, but my kids LOVE it.
I know housekeeping isn’t very observant for Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, but we visited the new Foster Auditorium Memorial a few weeks back, so I think that counts for something.
Because of all the cleaning, I’ve been too busy to sit down with a book or to really think about anything. As a result, I simply do not have much of anything to write about. Therefore, this post is just to share a few things about Sunday (yesterday) since several readers left messages (either here, facebook, or twitter) and emailed with encouragement for my Compassion presentation.
Saturday night, after everyone else in the house had been visited by Mr. Sandman, I was stretched out on my bedroom floor writing, rewriting, cutting and pasting notes and reminders for the Compassion presentation the next morning. I thought I knew what I was going to say, but then decided to change everything at the last minute.
I had decided weeks ago that I would use my power point presentation. Then, yesterday afternoon, I decided that I wasn’t going to use it, that I’d do something different. Then around 1 AM I decided, Yes, I need to use power point. I tweaked my presentation and added and deleted some slides until I was satisfied.
At 3 AM, after I pored over my outline one last time, I tried to tear a page from Karl’s playbook and “switch off.” Usually, when Karl is ready for sleep he simply closes his eyes and, like a light, he’s out. I thought, It’s 3 AM. I’ll go right to sleep. It didn’t work. So then I started to stress: What if I sleep through the alarm sounding? What if I’m too sleepy to do my best? Maybe I should stay awake through the morning and take a nap in the afternoon.
As I was praying for sleep, the Lord reminded me that this presentation is not about me — it’s about the children. If I focus on them, and not worry about how I come across, everything will be fine. And, though sleep was restless, I finally fell asleep.
When the alarm beeped, I was SO ready to get up and go.
I presented Compassion’s ministry to a group of about 30 youth and college students during their Sunday School hour. One tech-savvy student told me later that he decided to sponsor a child, but instead of looking through the packets I brought, he used Compassion’s smart phone app. How cool is that?
Maybe one day, I won’t use packets at all. At the end of a presentation, I’ll just say, “Now, open your app!”
If you prayed for me and the children I represented yesterday, THANK YOU! I appreciate all the prayers and well wishes!
Sunday afternoon, though I didn’t take a nap, I did get to rest for a little while. After that, though, I spent some time typing and formatting a document (like the Partnering 2 Remember document) with Philippians 1 & 2 from the NASB for my scripture memory partner because she was having a hard time memorizing in the ESV (she thought). When we spoke over the phone Friday afternoon, she said that she just didn’t think she could do it, that she was just too old to memorize scripture. I tried to encourage her to not give up, that maybe she just needed to work on fewer verses per week. I told her I’d have a new set of scriptures with fewer per page per week for her Sunday night.
It turned out that, by Sunday night, she didn’t need what I had typed for her. She said, “I prayed for God to help me. And He did! I decided that I was going to memorize it no matter how many times it took me saying it over and over.” I am so proud of her! If you think you can’t memorize scripture, THINK AGAIN!
In the evening, we listened to an intentionally short sermon from 2 Thessalonians 1:11-12. Our pastor shared what he is praying for himself and our church this year…
To this end we always pray for you, that our God may make you worthy of his calling and may fulfill every resolve for good and every work of faith by his power, so that the name of our Lord Jesus may be glorified in you, and you in him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ.
(I’ll probably blog more about that in the near future).
The sermon was intentionally short so that we would have plenty of time to drive to a church down the road from us in order to hear Gianna Jessen speak. Here’s a bit of her story:
It was a delightful Sunday! Thank you for being a part of it through your prayers.