Wednesdays are long days for me. It usually begins with my personal challenges – getting five kids out the door for school, which is no easy feat. Especially today, when one car is in the shop and two of the girls have to be at the high school early (which means ALL of the girls have to be there early, which – in itself – is on par with hell freezing over, if you know what I mean. Three teenaged girls do NOT get ready for school quickly.) We also made a run to my mom’s house before 8:00 AM to pick up a golf ball and tee for a school project, along with a homecoming dress. David and I left there to get gas, coffee for me and a donut for him – then on to the county recycling center to sort through the stuff loaded in the back of the Suburban. After depositing David at school, I parked for 30 minutes at the County Seat for Bible study and some eggs.
Staff meeting was next on the list. Depending on the agenda, these meetings last anywhere from two to six hours. Today, it was five hours. Very productive and even enjoyable – but long. Once school is out, I begin the juggling and shuttling of kids to bible study, play practice, etc. Today I drove up and down the road for over three hours. Straight. I fell asleep in the parking lot waiting for Shannon to finish taking picture of the cross country runners for journalism…
Rehearsal for Sunday’s music is always on Wednesday night, and – depending on programming – that lasts anywhere from two to four hours.
Heading home, it’s usually time for a run to the grocery store; inevitably we’re out of milk on Wednesday night. Tonight, I picked up milk and strawberries – per David’s request.
It makes for a long day.
And it’s tiring.
But it’s also the best day of the week. It ends in prayer and worship as we prep music for Sunday. It’s completely humbling, as I have to lean on others for help and assitance in getting kids home, in realizing how impossible it is for me to be all things to all people. Rehearsal reminds me that we are just a bunch of folks who love to play music, getting together trying to create something of worth that will bless His heart. I come home completely exhausted – and yet completely filled.
Tonight all of the musicians and sound guys walked down the muddy hill from our office trailer to check out the state of our eventual first home for PCC. Pipes are sticking up out of the ground; footers are poured, and the back wall is partially up. We crawled over the pilies of gravel (concrete being poured very soon!) and stood on what will be the stage to envision what the future holds.
We prayed. For all that lies ahead, for all that burdens us, for our fears and anxiety, for our joy in the Lord – we prayed.
Wednesdays are good.
Don’t miss church on Sunday – we’re ready with some great music!!!