Yes, that's right: Jeff is 37. (He thought he already was 37 and was turning 38, but after I did the math for a second time, it was confirmed that he's a year younger than he thought.)
He said that for his birthday, he wanted to watch Ultimate Fighting Championship (UFC) fights on TV while eating a Baskin Robbins ice cream cake. I told him that I could work with that. It's nice to know that you're giving someone something that they actually want for their birthday. (I still get teased for buying him a badminton set nearly 15 years ago. I happen to like badminton.)
So, we trekked over to his parents' house for some chicken, potato salad, cake and testosterone-charged entertainment. I didn't expect to enjoy watching UFC fights, but it's actually quite amazing. Those guys are so talented and tough. God brought forth a fascinating creature when he put "Man" together. It's amazing how these guys will spend several minutes practically trying to kill each other and then they'll hug each other all sweaty and bleeding after the final bell rings.
PLEASE PRAY FOR ME!!!
This next week I'm going to be the "cabin-mom" for 8 girls at our fellowship's summer camp for 4th, 5th and 6th graders. The reason why I had the idea to volunteer in the first place was because I was nervous about Delaney losing her retainer at camp. I thought, "I don't want to put pressure on the cabin-mom to make sure D's retainer is safe because she's going to have 7 other girls to look after with all their various needs." Then it occurred to me...Maybe they still need someone to volunteer to be the cabin-mom...and that is how my service came about. It's funny how God can use our fears to get us into fulfilling a need.
Delaney loved the idea and I know that's not likely to be the case for much longer, so I need to take advantage of that while I can.
Anyway, please pray that God will help me to lead and love those girls with wisdom and patience and that I will be able to sleep well. (I often have a hard time sleeping in my own bed, let alone on some lumpy mattress surrounded by giggling girls.) If I can't sleep, then I won't be able to be a good "mom" to all my girls.
Thanks!
1 comment:
Sleep? I am not sure sleep and summer camp go together. I think that sleep is whar you do when you get home. I will be praying, can't wait for your post on how amazing it was.:) Piano is hard. How do you know what to play when you aren't playing chords. You know? Those in between notes???? Talk to you later.
Micky
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