I am not one who likes change. I like my little world just the way it is. However, God sees that I often need a little shake up in my little world. So within the past month there has been some change and adjusting. A few weeks ago a friend called me up to ask if I could watch her son for about a week. Rather she left a message and I sat there and thought, "do I call her back?" I was basically pulling a Moses in my mind. We know the story well and it is one that I treasure. (Maybe because I feel like a "Moses" sometimes.) You know the story where God tells Moses to tell Pharoh to let His people go and Moses is saying, "You want me!" Followed by excuses. We've all been there. For me my excuses were of all weeks this one?!?! It's crazy! I have a Girls Night Out, accountability with a girlfriend and a hair appointment! Any other week would be fine...just not this one. And so I called my friend and said I am not committing but maybe. Keep looking and I'll talk to Jon. While I was waiting to hear from Jon I got that butterflies in your stomach feeling. The one where my BSF teacher used to say, "That is God telling you to do something." We've all been there before. So I called my friend again and told her we'd do it to which her response was, "Are you sure? You didn't sound too sure earlier. Don't feel pressured although if God is telling you then do it." I told her it was an act of obedience on my part. I had to obey. And so we kept her sweet 3 year old. Talk about adjusting to change. Going from 1 to 2 kids is quite a change. Especially when it's a 3 year old instantly and not a baby that you grow with. It was fun for sure. I loved having 2 boys around. It was great for Jake. He had a little buddy to play with 24-7. It was even a blessing to have them have little conflicts. It was a learning experience for us and Jake. We try to create conflict for Jake but it always different when it is someone rather than mom or dad. So all in all that week was such a blessing. Obedience!
The next week Jake and I were to start BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) together. He kept telling me and my girlfriend who went with me last year that next year he was going to go to BSF. And so another change occurred. I switched my BSF class, one that I had been a part of for 4 years, and told my friend that I was switching. We were sad mostly because we no longer get together on Monday nights and talk for an hour after BSF. :) So we were supposed to start last week but Jake got sick on Tuesday and our class was on Wednesday. So being the good mommy I made the necessary calls to say that I wouldn't be there the first day. (I hate missing the first day of anything! Even though I know by now what all goes on.) This week we finally went to BSF and boy was Jake not wanting to go. He tried every trick in the book to not go. He didn't want to get dressed, brush teeth, basically he didn't want to obey. What a great way to start BSF! Hmmm...see a pattern here. He doesn't like his little world rocked either! (Note to self gotta work on that!) We finally made it and he was pretty fine once we got there. He even forgot my "morning hug and kiss" and ran in to his class. Yes, I did call him back to get my hug and kiss! I am still trying to adjust to my new class. I know that it will be a great year. I always love it. It's just not that easy for me to adjust.
God does bless our obedience. We/I need to remember that when something or someone tries to rock my world. Besides, isn't that what He did? Didn't He come to rock our world?
1 comment:
Leigh,
Love that you started this blog. I love learning a little more about your life. This post was really insightful. I am familiar with change...way too familiar and I know that it is so hard, but one of the ways that God grows us the most. BTW, I think that it is hilarious that your son loves John Deere, while my dad is the farmer. Cade really could not care any less about tractors and combines and all that jazz. Keep up the good blogging. Pressure is growing on all sides for me to start one of my own. Maybe that will be my New Year's Resolution.
Love, Kristi
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