Ok complainers, just for you... I'm back. I've been kinda busy, you know it is summer and it was my birthday and the 4th of July (even though it rained and everything was cancelled) last week.
Truly I am busy though. In the midst of trying to raise my 3 off spring while staying sane, I am also currently holding 3 volunteer "jobs"- um, yes I am crazy. But alas, whatever.
I am the president of the Board of Directors of our cooperative preschool, sometimes very simple, other times quite frustrating and discouraging, especially since we are a board of women. Need. I. Say. More?
I am also now on the board of a new women's group at my church, love this, but since it is new the kinks are still being worked out and we don't quite "flow" yet.
Then there is my biggest endeavor. I am trying to start at MOPS group at my church. MOPS stands for Mothers of Preschoolers, a christian moms group that strives to equip,encourage and develop every mother into the best possible mother they can be. I personally have been involved with a local MOPS group for 6 years and always felt our church should have one, but did I want to be in charge of it? Uh.... NO! But, here I am, jumping through many a hoop of bureaucracy to get things rolling, trying to bite my tongue when I am stalled yet again. Today however, I received an email from the original Mentor Mom of my MOPS group after I asked her to come speak to my group in the fall. This is what she responded with
"How exciting to hear about this new assignment God has given you! Would be glad to come and speak. Am available in September and December. Let me know what you come up with. May the Lord richly bless you with wisdom, clarity, enthusiasm, and energy as you answer this latest call."
How awesome is she? Her response was just what I needed in my sea of discouragement. I just have to remember that this is an assignment from God, not just something I want to do.
I also have been running with a local beginning women's running group and Saturday I will be running my 1st race in 3 years! A 5k, not the mini-tri I did 3 years ago, but it's a start right?
I came here to write about something completely different, yet I have no idea what that was, it is gone from my fried brain! So instead you got my ramblings. You like?
Summer's End by Michelle Morin — On The Wall
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