And to PROVE that I haven't forgotten Thanksgiving, I shall spend today talking about some gratitude.
(In full disclosure, I just typed the holiday as Thanksgibing. This is what happens when you don't blog until your brain has retired for the night. You may find some highly questionable nonsense words in this post.)
This has been a strange year. Ryan and I are still trying to process it all in our heads. So many months were spent in unusual ways with his mom's illness, the work on his dad's house, and the changes in our responsibilities at church (to name a few of the differences). In some ways, we've felt a bit scattered and unsettled and curious as to what God has next for us. Where do we fit into His story right now? What are His desires for us? There's so much we don't know, and we eagerly await God's unfolding of it all.
But as we wait, we try to live well. We want to do and give our best where we are right now. And for me, part of that doing and giving is in church ministry.
Last night, all but one of the ladies from our women's ministry team came over for an end-of-year celebration. (Full disclosure: they really were all invited, but one had a family obligation. We weren't trying to keep her out of the party!)
It's crazy to me to think that one year ago, this group of women wasn't even assembled. We're only ten months old as a team. In fact, one year ago, I only knew one of the ladies in this group.
It's also crazy to me to think that when the group began, there were three more who have since been called to be part of other ministries and have stepped away from this one. (And we added one more, but she is the one who wasn't able to join us last night.)
But in the last ten months, these ladies have become dear friends to me. We are all as absolutely different as we can be. We all have wildly different gifts and passions.
Some of us have been Christians for a long time. Others are newer in faith. Some prefer to serve in the background and others are gifted on a platform.
But together, I think we make a pretty great team. I love the creativity that flows from these minds and I love the desire to see (and help!) women grow in the Lord.
Last night was a celebration. Last night we brought our food offerings and ate together here at our house. We relaxed on the couch and talked about life. We put together a scrapbook for the sweet baby girl about to join the home of one of our team members. We laughed and took pictures and talked about Christmas trees.
(And Ryan served us the whole time. He grilled our chicken and cleaned up the whole kitchen while we made scrapbook pages. He is AMAZING. That's a whole separate thankful post in and of itself.)
So that's what I'm thankful for today: a team of women who make my job delightful. They show up and work hard. They care and pray and encourage. And last night, we celebrated that!
(In full disclosure, I just typed the holiday as Thanksgibing. This is what happens when you don't blog until your brain has retired for the night. You may find some highly questionable nonsense words in this post.)
This has been a strange year. Ryan and I are still trying to process it all in our heads. So many months were spent in unusual ways with his mom's illness, the work on his dad's house, and the changes in our responsibilities at church (to name a few of the differences). In some ways, we've felt a bit scattered and unsettled and curious as to what God has next for us. Where do we fit into His story right now? What are His desires for us? There's so much we don't know, and we eagerly await God's unfolding of it all.
But as we wait, we try to live well. We want to do and give our best where we are right now. And for me, part of that doing and giving is in church ministry.
Last night, all but one of the ladies from our women's ministry team came over for an end-of-year celebration. (Full disclosure: they really were all invited, but one had a family obligation. We weren't trying to keep her out of the party!)
It's crazy to me to think that one year ago, this group of women wasn't even assembled. We're only ten months old as a team. In fact, one year ago, I only knew one of the ladies in this group.
It's also crazy to me to think that when the group began, there were three more who have since been called to be part of other ministries and have stepped away from this one. (And we added one more, but she is the one who wasn't able to join us last night.)
But in the last ten months, these ladies have become dear friends to me. We are all as absolutely different as we can be. We all have wildly different gifts and passions.
Some of us have been Christians for a long time. Others are newer in faith. Some prefer to serve in the background and others are gifted on a platform.
But together, I think we make a pretty great team. I love the creativity that flows from these minds and I love the desire to see (and help!) women grow in the Lord.
Last night was a celebration. Last night we brought our food offerings and ate together here at our house. We relaxed on the couch and talked about life. We put together a scrapbook for the sweet baby girl about to join the home of one of our team members. We laughed and took pictures and talked about Christmas trees.
(And Ryan served us the whole time. He grilled our chicken and cleaned up the whole kitchen while we made scrapbook pages. He is AMAZING. That's a whole separate thankful post in and of itself.)
So that's what I'm thankful for today: a team of women who make my job delightful. They show up and work hard. They care and pray and encourage. And last night, we celebrated that!
4 comments:
I keep thinking Thanksgiving is this week, but it's so late this year! Teaching a Thanksgiving unit is getting me in the spirit!
Yes!! It's so late this year! That was part of the reason I decorated early - to maximize my time!
I enjoyed hearing what you are grateful for and I am glad you have such a good group of woman surrounding you. Love the photo of you and your husband.
Likes Chocolate - Well thank you so much! I do have a great group - and a great husband! So thankful!
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