So as some of you know I helped teach Sunday school today. After my Papa died it was something I felt really pushed to become a part of. I couldnt really explain why but I knew the urge was there. Since my Papa died I have found my relationship with God to be in a weird place. I havent been angry with God per say, but its been a different relationship, strained, you may say. So when I felt the urge to become a part of the Sunday school ministry I will admit I was a bit confused. I hadnt been praying for it, or praying really at all. But today when I went to church I felt different. This was only the second time Ive been there since October 1st, but I didnt feel the same weight I felt before. I sat with the kindergarten kids and played connect four with a little boy before the lesson began. And much like in Honduras, almost absent mindedly, the little boy began to sing one of my favorite Christian songs that I didnt realize came on the CD. Then I realized I had begun singing with him. I listened to these five year olds thank God for everything in their lives and profess their love for Him. And I think I realized why I was there somewhere in the middle of thank you God for the bugs all over the Earth. Even in the midst of tragedy its important to thank God for what you do have. In the hours before my Papa passed I got to spend them with my family in laughter at some of the best stories that make up some of my best memories. And Ive forgotten to be thankful for that. Ive forgotten to be thankful for the 22 years I had with the most amazing man in the world. But today I remembered. Today I felt my relationship with God begin to heal. I know my Papa is always with me, and I have so much to be thankful for. I think I can see a sunrise on the horizon for the first time in 2 months. And thats going to make getting up every day just a little easier.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 22:58:21 +0000
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