My Weekend

Well, it was another crazy, busy weekend, as usual. Saturday morning we wake up, go have breakfast, come home, get ready for gymnastics showcase, go to gymnastics showcase, come home and at 6pm, we host my best friend Stuart's 30th birthday party. We finally made it to bed around 3am Sunday morning, got up in time to make the 9:30am service at church, went to our CORE class at 11am, had lunch at Red Robin, dropped Bob and the baby (still not feeling too well) off at the house, went to see my mom who lives 45 minutes away, visited for a few hours, drove back home, had dinner, played with the kids and put them both to bed at 8pm so that I could collapse. I'm sure I changed about 20 diapers in there, had a couple more meals, did a load of laundry, spent an hour cleaning up from the party, and a few other miraculous "mom" things....but that pretty much sums it up. Happy Mother's Day to me. Whew!

We had a great morning at service this morning, and as always very much enjoyed our CORE class, but I do have something to confess. Over the last few weeks, our involvement in the church has gotten much more intense, and both Bob and I continue to seek knowledge, truth and understanding. Bob has had several of the leaders at church ask him to meet with them outside of the church, join their book club, discussion group, meet for coffee, etc., yet I have not had a single person ask the same of me. Now I know that Bob is new in his faith, and has much to learn, and I am sure that is the reason that people are so anxious to reach out to him. Make sure that he is grounded in his faith, as it is so easy to slip off the newly paved path, but I was jealous. I am so fascinated by all that I am learning, hearing, seeing...and I want MORE. As soon as I realized that I was upset that he got invited out again, I felt guilty. I do want Bob to know more. I do want him to be grounded. I do want him to make new friends in the faith, and find some good Christian men to model his walk from. So, I apologize. I apologize for my selfishness, my envy, and the assumptions I have made about why they didn't ask me.

It's ironic that I experienced these feelings just after this morning's service where Pastor Kevin reminded us of this:

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. I Corinthians 13:4-7

In light of having said that, I'm sure that one of the women from church will now ask me out for coffee after reading this blog (which I will gladly accept), but I will continue to wonder if I did something or acted a certain way that made me seem unapproachable....unfriendable, or even worse, disinterested?

I am trying to improve myself. I am trying to learn. I am trying to stay more aware of my shortcomings to make sure that this time Satan doesn't get me off my path.