What did I walk in on?

May 27^th

This was not your normal Sunday. I got up and was ready to leave with my husband. Theo helps out with the transport on the equipment from church so he leaves a bit earlier to setup. But this Sunday, I needed him so I rode. Everything went as planned until I was asked to teach the children’s ministry. I am not real proud of saying this but teaching other people’s children is my least favorite thing to do. But since no one else was there, I decided that it wasn’t all about me. Things didn’t go that bad; we actually had a great time. Meanwhile, my pastor was telling the entire church my struggle. As the children and I were wrapping up, I was asked to come back into the church. I was thinking it’s time to close. When I walked in, everyone was looking at me with this blank stare. I knew then the pastor had spilled the beans. I love my church! We cried, prayed, and lifted God’s name that day. I felt as if he was right there with me, carrying me!