So, I am a three year old Sunday school teacher. I will pause now while you all laugh………………………..  I started this “Job” because my dearest friend and our churches children’s pastor was living with us while she was planning her wedding. She was looking for teachers for her ministry and planning a wedding, and crying on my sofa. Well while no one was jumping at the chance to teach the cute little three year old darlings, and you all know I have a volunteering obsession… I jumped off the cliff. I had to help my sweet little bride. And I thought I could be a Sunday school teacher… Why not, how hard could it be.  Well UGLY fact number 3. I want to cry every week. I hate it. How horrible am I. I have this wonderful opportunity to teach the Lords word to fresh little minds twice a month. Why can’t I? I would like to feel as happy as my sweet friend who lights up every time she sees a little face? Why did God not make me like my Gram a sparkly “grandma” for all kids.  I feel so ashamed that I would rather be with a teenager than a three year old.  So this is the problem, I told my friend I would try out the class for the fall and if I hated it I would let her know. And I did I told her I hated it. OMG I am supposed to be challenging myself to change and I just “quit” on a group of little babies.  So what now, I feel like I have no place in the church. God did not make me a teacher. I already knew this before I jumped off the cliff of volunteering to be a Sunday school teacher. He has made me many other things, but teacher is not one of them. I tell my kids teachers every year how much I am thankful for them because I have tried to do what they do and failed. I understand the work that they put into there lessons and the resources they put into the classroom.  Now I can same the same about there Sunday school teachers.

Thank you Lord for all the teachers you have brought into our life. My family has been so blessed by so many wonderful and talented teachers.  I praise you for give the gift of teaching to so many people. Thank you for helping me teach my kids the few things that I do. And for giving me Josh who does have the gift of teaching, so our kids can learn for such an amazing man.

8 years can you believe it! What a joy she has been. I am consistently amazed every day by the light she brings into this world. I am forever grateful by the faithfulness of our Lord that he has given her the strength to persevere through so much and keep SMILING. I was reminded just yesterday by a mom who’s little girl lost her life how blessed we are. And we are so blessed each and every day. Thank you all for you faithfulness in praying for her. You all have be warriors in this battle and without you we would not be on this mountain top. Enjoy sharing in part of her day yesterday we wish we could of shared it with y’all.

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Sleep…. What is that? I think my body has forgotten how to do this vital thing. For some reason this past month I have been waking up between 2 and 4am and have not been able to go back to sleep. I was sure it has been the Lord needed me to pray for the many tragedies that have been going on in the lives of my nearest and dearest friends. So I pray, then I work, then I facebook, then I clean, then I lay back down and pray more…. and pray I sleep. What is my place? Is my place in this world meant to be the many sleepless nights spent doing the odd things I do, or am I doing something wrong? Am I just not sleeping because I am spending my kids college fund at Starbucks? I am thankful for the many hours that I have had with the Lord this last month. I am sure I never would of had if he would of not waken me up and asked me for it… As embarrassing as it is I have had the most time with him this last month than I have in a year… So maybe if I give him time during the day he will let me sleep? Words for thought for my soul. I will try tomorrow to spend time with him during the waking hours and let you know if I sleep tomorrow night! I guess if the worst thing happens I get to have awesome naps during the days and quite times with Jesus in the morning. Praise God for the Little things….