Wednesday, November 28, 2012
The story behind these socks
A few years ago I met Becky and through getting to know her she began to tell me all about her wonderful mom. Her mama is one of my heroes in life and I've never even met her. What inspires me about her is the way she raised my sweet Becky. Becky is SOLID! That sounds like a funny compliment but that is my Becky! When she was in high school her mom would tell her to invite her friends over after school for chocolate chip cookies or popcorn, etc. They would sit in her kitchen and begin to pour out their hearts to her and, in turn, she would teach them all about the love of Jesus.
Ever since hearing this story I have wanted to be used in young womens' lives as well so I signed up to lead the 6th grade girls group at our church. No one could've prepared me for how my heart would change by getting involved in these girls' lives. Some of them are going through some very difficult things and I feel so inadequate in comparison. But I know who IS adequate and I will just be there every Tuesday night and try to teach them all the things I've learned about how passionately God loves them. These girls have my heart. I think about them often and when I do I pray for them. There are some unrealistic and high expectations that are put on these young girls through TV, magazines, peers, etc. and I just pray that God will use me to help them navigate the waters as they get close to that jr. high age.
The girls asked me if we could have a Christmas party so last night was our big shin-dig! I had this dream of setting up a photo booth with feather boas, christmas lights, santa hats, etc. but with just finishing up finals I never had time to get it accomplished. Yesterday I sent out an email to the children's administrator at our church asking for help and I was blown away. I started getting texts from the intern with photos of sheets hanging and asking me if this is what I had in mind. Then I found out that the preschool teachers ended up sitting in the hallway making the giant paper snowflakes to hang from the ceiling. When I arrived at church another friend of mine showed up to help me figure out how to hang the lights and my daughter was in charge of the Christmas tree. This to me was such a remarkable example of community. My eyes teared up when I learned of all the help. While this was going on I was at home making cupcakes. This blesses me so much because we were all working hard together in order to bless a sweet group of 6th grade girls.
Lately I've been distracted through some beautiful images I've seen on pinterest or in magazines of homes beautifully decorated for the holidays and it was making my head spin. I will confess to you that I've redecorated my Christmas tree THREE times this year joking that our tree was my nemesis. Then yesterday I was driving my girls to school and the Christmas song, "Mary did you know..." came on and I was grounded again about what Christmas is really about. Then I spent the evening with some very special girls and my obsession with the perfect tree has been silenced and my mind has once again been grounded with the true meaning of Christmas.