What A Day! (part 1)

To steal the famous quote from Dickens' Tale of Two Cities, "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."

So, we have all been sick all week long. Ashley and the kids have been sick for a while now. They didn't go to church last Sunday because of not being well. When the kids are sick we don't put them in the nursery. So if they are all sick, we don't even attempt to take them all to church. Micah was diaognosed with a minor ear infection this week. Everyone has mucus coming out of their noses. Everyone has upset stomachs. Nate just got over Fifths Disease. Yeah, our house has been a regular breeding ground for mucus and germs. So we try to keep it all to ourselves.

Which brings me to this morning. We decided that I would stay home with the kids this morning, then Ashley would get a chance to go to church. Well, she woke up feeling pretty yucky again so we decided we would all just lay low. Well, she napped most of the morning while I played with the chi'rren. Then I put Micah down for a nap mid-morning. So I was sitting downstairs on the couch looking up church pastor jobs for Dad, Abigail and Nate were playing independently at this point, and the phone rang. I thought it was odd that someone would be calling us during a time we were typically at church. So I though for sure it was a wrong number.

It turned out to be my good friend Ronnie from small group. He was calling from church. He called right about the time our LifeChange class would be starting. It was real encouraging to hear his voice. I thought how nice it was that he would call from church to tell us he missed us and was thinking about us and hoped we go to feeling better. As it turned out, he wasn't the only one who missed us...the whole LifeChange class missed us! In fact, they were also missing their teacher! That's right! I was slated to teach the class this morning. For the past two weeks or so I had planned on teaching not this Sunday, but next Sunday. Sure enough, after rechecking the calendar, today was the day. I could not believe it. I was so upset with myself. How in the world did I miss this? Dropping the ball when no one else knows it still hurts, but dropping the ball when it affects others hurts even more. It's just embarrassing.

What makes this really bad is that I had been looking forward to teaching this for so long! I've told Ashley so many times how excited I had been in preparing for this lesson. The passages and verses I studied were getting me real excited.

So needless to say, our day started out a bit depressing. We had to do something to make up for it.