Humbled
Last night was the Kid's Choir Spring Musical that I directed. "Directed" is a strong word, b/c I really didn't do that much. I just showed up on Wed. nights to rehearse with 19 kids. The real director was Mary, this amazingly organized woman who helped me. She thought of everything and then some. She made me blueberry muffins and brought them to rehearsal warm. She gave me recipes that are easy, made phone calls, and got people to help clean up the entire set before I was done nursing Andrew last night.
Yes, I had a baby, went to Grandma's funeral and my nieces graduation during the middle of these rehearsals. But...
What is humbling is when everyone is telling you "great job", "we're so proud of you." and "you sure got those kids to sing out" "how did you do it with all that was going on??" I was thinking, "are you serious? do you know how very little I feel like I did? Do you know how many other people would have done so much better? Mary B. saved the day so many times."
And I'm humbled most by God. Every Wed. night I would pray my heart out on the way to rehearsal. "God, I can't do this. I don't want to do this. You have to do this for me. Work perfectly through my weaknesses. What am I doing? This is crazy." And after every rehearsal, "Thank YOU Jesus. That went great. I know it wasn't me, it was truly all You. Thank You, thank You, thank You..."
The kids did their best ever last night. I was very proud of them. We had a pretty decent turnout too. God is good.
Yes, I had a baby, went to Grandma's funeral and my nieces graduation during the middle of these rehearsals. But...
What is humbling is when everyone is telling you "great job", "we're so proud of you." and "you sure got those kids to sing out" "how did you do it with all that was going on??" I was thinking, "are you serious? do you know how very little I feel like I did? Do you know how many other people would have done so much better? Mary B. saved the day so many times."
And I'm humbled most by God. Every Wed. night I would pray my heart out on the way to rehearsal. "God, I can't do this. I don't want to do this. You have to do this for me. Work perfectly through my weaknesses. What am I doing? This is crazy." And after every rehearsal, "Thank YOU Jesus. That went great. I know it wasn't me, it was truly all You. Thank You, thank You, thank You..."
The kids did their best ever last night. I was very proud of them. We had a pretty decent turnout too. God is good.