Nope not the kids.
Me this time.
I performed a monologue in service yesterday and it was really a lot of fun. It has been quite a while since I have done any quick extensive memorizing….and it was tougher that I imagined it would be….
Didn’t help that I was memorizing by my lonesome. Mike has been kayaking in Canada with his buds. More about that later, I’m sure.
Anyhow, Mike usually helps me memorize listening to me over and over. Helping me with subtle changes and fine tuning, but I was in this thing alone.
I started memorizing on Wednesday and tried to work on it at nap time for 15 minutes and bedtime for 20. Saturday, I worked for a good portion of the day interspersed with about 30 (literal) phone calls. So, by Saturday night, I was pretty sure I was going to flop. I subscribe to this theory that “whatever we do, in word or in deed” it needs to be done for the glory of God. Now this is definitely at play in ministry situations….and I wanted it to be well done. I still wasn’t comfortable Saturday night until I lay my head back on the pillow and said the whole thing allowed with only a couple minor pauses, prayed about it and fell asleep.

So, Sunday morning, I woke up and made coffee. I had a good time with the Lord and didn’t even think to run through the skit. I had just committed it to the Lord and He’d brought peace. The run through went well as did the service. Praise Him.

He’s always there when I need Him. Not to pull me out of a pit from procrastination, but to bring peace and allow his will to be accomplished through me as he sees fit. I do my part, he does the rest.

Now if only I’d put as much time into cleaning my bedroom as memorizing, Mike would have a spic and span house when he gets home tonight….alas it shall not be….