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Feb. 6, 2007
Confessions of a Reluctant Helper
I have to admit something. Last Saturday I was scheduled to help at a "Homeschooling High School" meeting. I had an 18yo who had spent Friday night throwing up (I can only remember one other time in her life she had done that; usually she just suffers through a stomach bug looking like Yota or some other green thing). Anyway, we had run out of firewood during the end of the week, needed to split and stack wood for us and my MIL, my 4yo was still having "runny potty" from the same crud my 18yo was battling, my dirty laundry had somehow bred like rabbits overnight, my floors were strewn with toys and dust bunnies and we were supposed to have friends from out of state coming later in the afternoon. So I was very reluctant, and even resentful, as I headed out the door a little after 9am on Saturday to help explain SAT/ACT/CLEP/AP testing to other Homeschooling Moms. But I went. And, well, you know what happened, it's what always happens when we do what's right. Yep, it was the biggest blessing to me. Over and over the 8 Moms who were there were telling the 2 of us who had brought what little wisdom we have to give to them (and lots of handouts with website addresses!) that they were so thankful and so uplifted. They really talked with each other more than we talked with them, and so each of them got encouragement in an area she needed. Two Moms gave me big hugs at the end of the meeting with tears and said they felt like they could "do" High school now, they knew the Lord was calling them to do so but just felt inadequate. And when I got home, what do you think happened? Two other people had "just happened" to go by my MILs while my hubby and BIL were splitting and stacking wood and they helped the whole time (each of them twice as strong and fast as me!). And before we could get started on splitting here at the house my 20yo son returned home earlier than expected and was able to help here, too. My 4yo had no further umm.... accidents, and our friends from out of state decided they weren't coming since they didn't want to be exposed to the bug my 18yo had. All in all, not only was I truly blessed but my time was more than redeemed. Isn't God good to do that? Makes me ashamed to think of the times I don't go the extra mile to help out someone, a fellow homeschooler, a neighbor, a friend, a stranger. Lord, help me remember that laundry and dust bunnies will wait.
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