Weekend Highlights from a sleep deprived dreamer:
Over a cup of coffee and and in an empty house… finally…a chance to attain a little bit of clarity. Weekends around here are more than busy; I just never realize how many things we are involved in until they all seem to “bloom” at the same time. Yesterday was one of those days where it seemed like I was in a play with way too many scenes.
Scene 1: 8am- scrambling out to my car wearing all black and dark gray- disheveled hair, no makeup, 2 overly excited children, an overflowing camera bag and my PhotoCorps badge around my neck. We were off to the 8:45 am church service to photograph 2 baptisms at the start of the service and then jump back into the car, head back home and switch costumes for the next scene.
Scene 2: Hook the camera to my computer and unload the photos taken in scene 1- then shower and put on my church “costume” and makeup. Jump back into the car, this time with husband and children- headed back to the church for service #2. Just a little side note: I volunteer for the PhotoCorps at our church and Alli (my daughter) volunteers in the Kindergartner’s Sunday School class. She also volunteers through the youth group, which will be addressed in a future scene.
Scene 3: We are at the church and headed our separate ways to do our thangs we do right before the service begins. My dear friend and new accountability partner is volunteering also. Man, we are just everywhere! She is at the entrance with her little girl, passing out the programs for the service we are attending. I follow my husband into the venue as he leads me to the second row- front and center. Nice. I am sure my hair is messed up in the back from lack of time…now I just have to sit down and pray my bra strap isn’t showing for ALL the people behind us to see.
At this point it is probably painfully obvious- I am a mess. You see, the night before, we had the opportunity to see into our future with a teenager. The full explanation is a post in it’s own, so I will leave it at this: I didn’t really sleep much. No sleep for me is bad. Period.
Scene 3, Part 2: Sitting in what felt like a direct spotlight, taking sermon notes and doodling, deep in my own thoughts and suddenly I feel a tug at my right arm. It is the sweetest little 4 year old girl EVER and she specifically wanted to sit by me. This is definitely a God-send because she completely made that dark cloud lift off my shoulders for the remainder of the service.
Scene 4: Can we just skip a few scenes- they are becoming monotonous as I feel like I am now experiencing the stress of it as I recant it all;)
Scene 7 or 8 (not sure): Sunday evening at The Volunteer Appreciation Party- at church. My daughter volunteered to work at this event- I had no plans of attending, myself. The volunteer “work” I perform is way too much fun for me to consider it the kind of thing to be honored for. It’s an honor they let me volunteer with my camera! Seriously!
Taking photos of baptisms, to me, is a huge honor and it is a great learning experience since I tend to gravitate to photographing the outdoors- not people…indoors..with extreme stage lighting and lots of action.
My dear precious friend, who I mentioned earlier, had asked me to attend this event with her…She looked at me with these huge puppy-dog eyes and said, “please?!” So I went. Since it was the billionth “costume change” and billionth time parking and running into this church, I was definitely beyond my sanity level at this point.
Picture this- a little blonde lady (soooooo young-looking and cute;) with a huge pink camera bag/purse, in super cute jeans (which were falling off since she hadn’t remembered they were the belt kind) in high heels, running to make it through the doors (because she’s ALWAYS late) with her beautiful friend standing and waving her in with a sheer “get in here, I can’t believe you almost made us miss this..but, I can’t stay mad at you because you’re just so cute…” look on her face.
So we are in, I am supposed to be relaxing and not taking pictures for once- BUT I am not capable of relaxing, so I did have my camera. We were ushered in and up into the balcony section where the late people sit…I know this kind of area well. Seated in the most amazing spot: front and center and above the crowd! THE PERFECT spot for photographing the action!!! YAY!
Scene 9? The lights go down and the stage lights up. We were given envelopes on the way in- precious gal I’m with starts digging through her envelope as I am adjusting my camera…glow sticks! No way, now this is a party! She cracks hers open as the whole arena morphs into a sea of glow sticks. The band is rocking out as the crowd builds in neon-spiked excitement.
I glance up from my camera- a large ball with a light inside is flying towards my face and I duck just in time. Then the lady behind me tells me I have cash under my seat and I must have dropped it…nope, I wished it was my $40! The energy in this place is amazing and the heavy dark cloud was again lifting from my shoulders. (Note: I didn’t KEEP the $- It wasn’t mine.)
Entertainment, videos of the past 8 months of service and a sermon. What was the purpose of this event, I wondered?
At first I didn’t want to go because I thought it was just a party (a social event) for volunteers. When I first got there, I still wished to be one of the helpers and not one of the attendees.
Mystery solved: By the time the service ended, I felt so very blessed and honored- NOT as an honor to myself, but so very honored to be able to witness the beauty of God’s people coming together to celebrate their service work; TO MAKE PROMISES TO CARRY OUT THE PLANS OF THE FUTURE OF GOD’S GLORY.
Scene 10: Headed back home with my daughter- it’s late. I am holding back the greatest mixture of sob-style tears. Emotions all churning like a hurricane in my soul. A beacon of clarity amidst all the swirling clouds was beginning to emerge.
Scene 10 Billion…: Sleep was desperately needed, however, not coming on easily. So much on my mind and so many pictures to review. Again, I haven’t gotten my needed sleep.
A NEW DAY: It is Monday, now and I am on scene 4 or 5 right now. Going through my email this morning, I ran across an article at GodSizedDreams.com which has inspired the writing of this “scene play” you’re reading now. Over all, I need a lot more organization in my life and my thoughts. Running from one event (one scene) to the next is exhausting both mentally and physically. I need goals- written goals- so here is a rough draft for this fall season:
THE FALL MANIFESTO…
This fall I need a shift. This shift takes exclusive help and guidance from GOD.
PRAY MORE SPECIFIC PRAYERS
GET ORGANIZED: Children, declutter, schedules, computer files, etc.
GET [WAY] MORE SLEEP
READ MORE BOOKS
FIND A JOB- it’s time, the kiddos don’t need me at their schools so much anymore.
FIND PEACE IN MY POSITION (this one is bit encrypted- unless you know me personally)
HAVE THE DARK CLOUD LIFTED FROM MY SHOULDERS (it feels like it’s been sitting on me for a while)
FOCUS ON THE PROMISE: TO LEAVE THIS PLACE IN BETTER SHAPE THAN HOW I FOUND IT.
It’s clearly time for an “intermission” and a fresh cup of coffee. I welcome your ideas for a fall manifesto, as well! There’s nothing better than brilliant collaborations!
Blessings until the next scene,
NOTE: After writing this weekend recap, I realized this post contains both of the components of my two outstanding assignments from last week in Writing101! This post contains: A link and response to an article I read & this is an update- over a cup (or two) of coffee. Perfect- now on to week 3! Cheers!