By all accounts, it has been a challenging weeks on many fronts. Just a week ago, I met with Kelli, our CAG liaison and worked to find some alternative classrooms for our littles at FEC. We actually found three REALLY great options and a fourth that is ‘so so,’ but will work for the time being. A rework of the schedule was in order, payroll was due and a weekend trip to Pittsburgh had been scheduled. When would things slow down?
But the challenges would continue…we successfully held school on Monday, but knew that some ‘minor’ weather was closing in for Tuesday. BUT, it brought polar temperatures and ice, causing schools to close on Wednesday. That meant a syllabus change for many as things get pushed to the next week for teaching and it meant a full building tear down with a few folks who were able to make it through the snow squall. The building is a mess (just in the designated construction areas), closets are being cleaned out, but we still have a warm spot to meet come next week. As Wednesday came to a close, I headed home, my car filled to the roof because I have NO IDEA where everything goes in the building and it ended up in my car. Rene Denny and her amazing breakdown staff have a great system and I TOTALLY messed it up. I headed home with a few sore muscles, a bruise where a table fell on me and a letter of apology already drafted to the nursery staff who would find things ALL OVER the place because I didn’t know where to put stuff (thanks Maria Danchik for fixing some of it!) My warm electric blanket and a promise of dog snuggles were calling me home! When would things slow down?
But the challenges would continue. A few minutes under the electric blanket would be ended when my daughter came home, not being able to walk on her ankle after a fall. We had already had several sprained ankles in this family, so I was all for ice, elevation, Motrin and staying inside in this weather. But, my husband sensed a little more urgency and headed to an urgent care. Hmmmm…a possible hairline fracture was the call. That would mean an orthopedic visit on Thursday. But wait!!! I work on Thursdays! YIKES!!! However, a sympathetic Lucy’s owner coupled with a slow week in retail meant that I could head to the orthopedic with Rachel, which we did, first thing on Thursday. Forget eating breakfast….I would eat a quick breakfast bar at the doctor’s while we waited for him. Ahhh….a few minutes to sit. But wait, what is that metal sensation in my mouth…another YIKES! One of my many crowns was swishing around in my mouth. When would things slow down?
A quick call to the dentist and guess what? They had just had a cancellation and I could come in. We thought it was the ‘cracked’ crown and the doc would take care of it, so we cancelled a future appointment set for several weeks out (for the cracked crown). OK…quick drive to the dentist and hopefully a quick pop back on. But no...this isn’t the cracked crown…this is another crown and ‘oh my…there is some serious decay underneath….we might need to do a root canal.’ Two hours later (and fortunately no root canal), new crown in place (yes, I have a dentist who can ‘mill’ the crowns right there while you wait – cool technology), I can head home, but still need to get the other crown fixed. When will things slow down?
Well, as best I can tell, ‘things’ won’t slow down. There will always be bad weather and especially bad weather when temperatures can create ice. There will always be change. New pastors and staff will pass through the doors at CAG and new teachers will come and go at FEC. New families will come this year and others will leave. And, because the earth and man are under a curse from sin, our bones will sometimes bend and sometimes break, our teeth will decay, our muscles will hurt.
Life is hard. We desire the peace and calm that was present in the garden when Adam and Eve walked and talked with God. Our souls SCREAM for that because we were created for this, but we live on this groaning earth, with aging bodies and become frustrated when it snows or ices, we cry when the bones break or muscles stretch (fortunately, it was just a bad spain and bruise), we cringe when the crown pops off and we taste metal.
A friend reminded me Wednesday (thanks April Danchik) that ALL days are created by God…’this is the day that the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it.’ So my question? How do I rejoice as a drill penetrates my tooth? How do I rejoice as I sit in an orthopedic office for yet another time? How do I rejoice at 5:30 am as I look at an icy parking lot and try to figure out the best answer for whether to hold school that day or not? How do I rejoice when I walk in a 100,000 square foot building and realize that MUCH needs to be broken down and cleaned? I think the answer to that question is that we JUST DO! As the waves come crashing we remind ourselves that this IS the day that the Lord has made and we thank Him for walking ahead of us. To ask ‘why’ something is happening is pointless. To ask ‘why me’ is selfish…do you want it to happen to someone else?
God holds us in the palm of His hand and the FACT that we live on a cursed planet means that we will daily face the brokenness of humanity. We must learn to have an attitude of ‘joy’ in every circumstance. Our heavenly Father is shepherding and caring for us…and He is doing just fine! Trust that He has YOUR best interest in mind, even when you are feel that drill fire up in your mouth! Rejoice…again I say rejoice!