Hard to believe

It is so hard to believe that it is almost Oct. It seems almost like just a week ago I took over the role as children's ministry director. I really have to admit. The hardest part was having to let go of the preschool area. God had given us a vision and a way to make that vision a reality. To have seen it take shape was like watching God create something using our hands. The thought of having to place that ministry into someones hands, was hard to do. I still miss being part of all of the excitement that takes place downstairs. Just when it sometimes really gets to me, God gives me gently reminders of the lives we have touch. Last week I was leaving Wal*Mart and two preschoolers almost tackled me, they were so excited to see me. I thank God every day for allowing me to have been a part of the launch of our preschool church. Elementary church has really grown on me. It is exciting to watch all of it come together on Sundays. And to then watch the ah ha moments in the kids. I miss the preschoolers............ but it would be very hard to let go of the elementary kids.... I need to find a way to excite volunteers to want to be a part of the elementary ministry. I pray for Gods wisdom in direction.

A little stressed

Wow things are starting to feel a little stressful in a some areas. Things are going pretty well in most areas. I am enjoying getting to know the older kids in a different way. Which has been kind of neat. One of the gentlemen that helps up in that area gave me a nice compliment last week. How did he know I needed to hear something encouraging. There have been some tech issues that have irritated me a little. It does make running things a little difficult. Yet despite all those little issues, things have been going pretty well upstairs. The current schedule does allow me to still pop in on the preschoolers in the mornings. Yes, my heart is still there. At least this way I can still play a part in what they experience.

Right now it is the getting volunteers to jump onto what they see as a sinking ship is what is overwhelming me some what. I have made I am sure more than 50 phone calls. The response in generally I am in a small group, or I am plugged in some place else. My favorite is I value my Sunday evenings as family time, and we all stay home that night. I guess for me it is so difficult because that Sunday night CE should so be the foundation that everything else is based on.