In the Dailies

Oh, there is so much I want to write to you!! Unfortunately, you’ll have to wait a bit longer to hear most of it. This week is VBS which means we’re crazy busy in this house. Happy and joyful and busy. The kids LOVE VBS and are already singing all the songs nonstop. They raved about their days to Daddy for hours last night. In fact, I think they talked about their experiences longer than the actual experiences lasted. Anywho, they’re happy and learning about Jesus and that makes me estatic. I love it!

Today is Tuesday and that means Mama Loves. Well, Mama loves that even when everything seems to going wrong, God rules.

Yesterday started with my bra being dropped in the toilet. Fortunately, I had an extra clean one ready, but still — it wasn’t the brightest (or dryest) start to my day. Everything went downhill from there. My contacts tore. I lost my make-up bag. My hair was NOT doing nice things so I had an emergency bang-cutting session. (I know, I know … Never cut your hair for a bad hair day! Just trust me: it had to be done.) Then Zach started screaming that he hates VBS and refused to put his shoes. The wailing continued as I dragged him barefoot to the car. We arrived with glasses-clad, tear-streaked faces — Please remember I’m one of the “adult Bible class” teachers this week. I’m sure we epitomized the respectable, leadership family in that moment. Fast forward to half an hour later. Zach still clung to my neck (even after the opening sessions had ended) and his dear friend Nathan was cuddled, literally in the fetal position, under the pews. I bribed the two into a semblance of submission with the promise of cookies, then I dashed into the shadows while they trailed the teachers who were already halfway down some secret hallway I’d never seen before.

Yup. It was an interesting morning. But God worked it all out! He arranged it so that I didn’t have to teach until well after Zach was settled and poor Nathan had resumed an upright position. God even gave me time to make extra copies. Then He was with me all through my class! Things flew out of my mouth that I hadn’t planned to say, but every word was well-received by the women in my class. (As a sidenote, I expected maybe six people to attend. I’ve got some pretty stiff competition with the other teachers. I had NINETEEN women come to my class! And they all seemed to really enjoy it. That’s quite the accomplishment on God’s part, especially with the stuff He had coming out of my mouth. You know, taboo words like “submission.” Even I cringed when I heard the word burst forth from my lips. I’m a big proponent of Biblical submission, but I don’t like standing in front of that many women and saying it out loud. I expected crusty bagels and half-empty coffee cups to be flung my way. But God is good. He made Himself known. Best of all: He made it abundantly clear that I am in control of nothing. And I love that. That means that even when I have terrible day, even when I make a thousand mistakes, He can still redeem the pieces into something beautiful, something that brings Him glory.

All right. I gotta run. Today is another day and I can’t wait to see what happens!

In case you’re curious, yesterday I taught about Tamar. Today’s topic is Rahab. I’ll catch you later.