Can you believe it’s less than two weeks until Thanksgiving? I’m finding it very hard to get in the mood. I’m not sure if it’s just because it’s crept up on me so quickly, or if it has to do with the situation at church that seems to be an ever-present cloud. The kids and I need to make some paper pilgrims and turkeys and read our Thanksgiving books - that should jump-start my holiday spirit.
Monday was my 33rd birthday and I spent it schooling the kids and then soaking in the hot tub all evening. Kevin came home from work looking like death warmed over and mumbled, “I don’t feel good.” His turn. Poor guy.
Tuesday I taught Bible study. We have one week to go, and then a break for Thanksgiving. When we come back, we start our new study and I will be done teaching. I’m happy-sad. I’ve loved teaching the ladies, and the study of this book
has been life-changing, but I’ll be glad to get the four to five hours a week back that I’ve spent preparing.
Wednesday night I took Natalie and Noah to “kids club” at church while I had worship practice. Practice went fine, but I saw more “symptoms” of the turmoil at church. Less and less people are willing to step up into places of ministry, and I realized that I don’t know any of the people teaching kids club. I don’t know how long they ‘ve been coming to our church — not long, I imagine, since we rarely miss a Sunday and I don’t recognize them — and I don’t know anything about their faith or whether or not they’re rooted in the Word. Then when we came home, Natalie informed me that her teacher took out her tongue ring to show the class the hole in her tongue. I don’t want to be judgmental, and I’m not going to make any determinations about a person’s faith based on their taste in jewelry, but is there anyone out there besides me that thinks this is a little inappropriate for a class of 3rd through 5th graders? I don’t think our kids will be attending anymore.
Thursday morning we had our homeschool class. The older kids (grades 6 through 10) were going to a field to experiment with their rockets, so some of the other moms and I stayed with the younger grades and played Thanksgiving bingo and made Thanksgiving cards. I really enjoy the class every week. The teacher loves science and seems to be able to pass his enthusiasm on to the kids. Unfortunately, our state government has made some changes in the program that will take effect next year, so we won’t be participating after finishing out this year. More on that when I have time. (I hear the “I told you so”s coming ! ~grin~ )
Friday we “did school” and cleaned the house. The kids and I watched Herbie: Fully Loaded. Good family movie. It was Natalie’s turn to have a sleepover at Grandmama and Papa’s house, and they took her to see Dreamer. Then on Saturday she went to Grandmama’s oil painting class with her and came home with a pretty good painting of fall trees.
Saturday I folded laundry, made a birthday cake, and shopped for Josiah’s birthday. He turns four on Monday, but we had a party planned for tonight.
This morning I led worship at church, which has become a bittersweet experience. We’re leaning toward a decision about how to handle the situation. I’ll write more on it later - I’m not sure if anyone from church reads my blog and want to handle things properly and in person.
This afternoon the kids had “rest time” while I wrapped presents and frosted a cake and watched the Seahawks beat the Rams. The Seahawks actually have a record of 7-2 this season - it’s all very exciting for this “Washington-born-and-raised” girl.
After dinner my mom and dad and my sister Marni and her husband Hans and their two little boys Peter and Andrew came over to celebrate Josiah’s birthday - and mine, belatedly. My parents got me the book Captivating: Unveiling the Mystery of a Woman’s Soul
and Kevin got me Everybody Loves Raymond: The Complete First Season
on DVD. I love that show and have been wanting it for a while, so he did good. The kids are watching Josiah’s new VeggieTales DVD
and getting settled down for bed. ‘Siah had a good birthday. Hard to believe my baby is four.
It was a good week, all in all. My ankle is feeling better and I’m anxious to start swimming again. My weight loss this week was only .4 pounds, and I know it’s because I spent last weekend sitting on my butt with my ankle up, and then haven’t been exercising. Oh, well, at least I didn’t gain.
Off to watch some of my birthday present. Good night.