Been having some heart palpitations lately. Went to the dr Thurs morning, now going to the cardiologist next week.
Meanwhile, sweet Lisa was having a rough week balancing the pressure of work and a sick little girl at home. She asked for some help on Friday (once contagious free), and of course I did.
Was hoping just to hang around here and lay low with the heart palps and all. But, I couldn't get anyone to play hostess for the church playgroup this week, and a new mom was coming for the first time. Felt a little anxious (and maybe a little frustrated) about getting lunch together and hauling them both up there.
We hung out for an hour or so here first. Before Lisa even left, they were already bickering over what was 'mine'. ; )
Didn't quite get to playgroup on time. Harder to get everything ready and them into the car than I thought. Well, not hard, just more time consuming. And I had to remember to get that bladder emptied before we left. Not changing diapers will be VERY nice, but the tick tock tick tock while sitting on the pot is another thing altogether. You mean they don't just sit on there and go immediately? ; )
We made it there about 20 minutes late.
That poor, sweet, new mom was waiting at the door. I know she was thinking, 'I got myself together and hauled my kid in the car for this?' We went into the soft playroom and talked intermittently as I refereed my two.
I REMEMBER so well the place she was in.
I so passionately comforted and tried to encourage her, letting her know how I was there, and how MANY of us were there too. Days feel so long, but it is only temporary, truly.
I could see a sigh of relief as we were talking. Man, this whole ministry was built for days just like today. We need help and resources and community to do this job sanely and as God intended.
I almost let today be about me, wanting to do what would be most comfortable and easy for me. But even late with heart palps and scattered conversation while trying to get the kids to share and not push each other,
it was as it should be.
We only spoke a short time, as it was past nap time for her little boy. I gave her my email address and hoped it had been worth it for her.
Then, I took Reece and Olivia outside for lunch and more play.
LOVE this picWe were the only ones out there. They had a great time, and I found myself thankful. The morning likely would have have felt much longer and a lot less purposeful hanging at our house today.
Thank you, Lord, for a day that served you, served others, and yet even served my soul. Here's to more days as they should be.