So much...So little

So much to do...so little time!  I believe this may be my new motto.  How I miss my blog but can never seem to find time to sit down and enjoy sharing my heart with all of you.  It has just been a crazy June...but a good June!  It has been busy with preparing for vacation bible school, the actual week of bible school, David gone to 4-H Camp for a week, David and two of the boys gone to Centri-Kid camp...June is now GONE!  The days seem to have all run together this month with hardly any time to breath!  Summer is flying by and it feels we have hardly had time to stop and smell the roses.  It has been a great month though.  I love bible school and look forward to it every year.  Every year I think I should step down and let someone else take over and every year I am blessed beyone measure at the end of the week.  I just pray others are blessed as much as I am. 

June has been a month of dealing with illnesses within the family.  Family members who are suffering with cancer and also being the care giver to the sick.  It seems like every time you turn around...that word always comes up.  Someone has cancer...someone died of cancer...I hate that word! Honestly, it scares me!  I guess what scares me is the process it takes on the person. It's aweful...plain and simple!  With this being said it has made me really take a look at the things I choose to complain about!  The last few weeks I have caught myself dwelling on certain issues instead of giving them to God like I should in the first place.  I have caught myself saying I have to do this and I have to do that.  When in reality, it doesn't even matter!  What matters is holding those dear ones close to you and making sure they know how loved they are! Making sure that I don't tell them "no" or "in a minute" or "wait" unless I absolutely have to!  When a church friends son got sick a couple of weeks ago, I thought how quickly life can change.  One second things are fine...the next they are not!  We never know when that second is that things can change.  We don't know when the last harsh word we said will be the last thing they remember! 

I pray to be the better mom...the better wife...the better daughter...the better sister...but most of all the better child of God.  I can worry about the inevitable. I can worry about the things that I can't change. I can worry about everything. But, in the end it won't change anything.  You see, God already knows the end just as he knew the beginning.  I refuse to spend my life worrying about what is to be.  I know that God has put his people on this planet for a purpose and that is to win souls to Christ.  I had the priviledge of seeing a child after they had accepted Christ as their Saviour at Bible School.  Let me just tell you that my heart was overjoyed to see the face of that precious child.  When I saw the Centri-Kid video and saw those kids worshipping with raised hands because they love God...I couldn't help but cry! I am so proud of my boys and so very thankful that we were able to send them to Centri-Kid this year! I watched Jeff Slaughter on stage and thought to myself...THIS IS WORSHIP.  This is what every Sunday morning...Sunday evening...and Wednesday night worship service should look like.  Not that we have to be jumping around all the time.  But praising God with raised hands and not caring who sees it or what someone thinks.  Not worried about being solemn and still and afraid to make a peep.  I am not bashing church by any means...I guess I am just thirsty for some worship amongst believers.  Ready for some worship other than in my car on the way to work and back.  God is good! We just need to let other people know how good he really is!!

Blessed beyond measure!