Thursday, June 14, 2018

Blessings through the heaviness...

Last week was a long week full of ups and way too many downs. Heartache and joy overflowed each day. The stories that filled the week consisted of great sadness, confusion, and hopelessness at times. However, there were stories of overcoming barriers and obstacles and stories that have provided long awaited answers. It simply was a week of great emotional exhaustion as every hour of each day brought forth a roller coaster of emotion. As I sit and reflect on each and every story, the greatest joy overflows my heart as I think about one event. On Thursday, our two special needs classrooms had an end of the year party…and those kids and teachers know how to party. The party included dancing, singing, preaching, story time, a short film, more preaching, more dancing, and more singing. Whew. After 3.5 hours, the party came to an end and everyone went on their way. I headed back to the clinic and attempted to work, but I quickly realized I was not cut out for 3.5 hour long parties in the middle of the day. However, I was beyond blessed to be a part of the fun. Watching this group of teachers and students truly celebrate life with no worries in the world was amazing. The teachers celebrated each child in a way that made each of them feel deeply loved. They announced each kid and clapped as he/she danced his/her way into the classroom. They allowed each child to stand in front of the class to dance, sing, preach, or all of the above. Each student was told how perfectly and beautifully he/she was made. The pure joy written across each face expressed exactly what was felt on the inside. It was a blast!! Now enjoy some pictures of the event!!









Friday, June 1, 2018

Finding the Joy


...Sometimes…okay a lot of times…I get stuck into a routine, going through the motions. I find myself focusing on the “to do” list that oftentimes seems never ending and impossible to accomplish. By the day, more and more therapy referrals are received. By the weeks and months, outreach opportunities grow and grow. And most often, I find myself getting very overwhelmed by the high need of therapy services. My heart breaks with each person I have to put on a waiting list. My heart breaks with the thought of “what happens if I put this child on the waiting list, but she is given away or abandoned prior to receiving therapy services”. I often find myself thinking,  “oh gosh, I don’t think I can do this. I don’t know how to manage this demand. Am I doing this right? Am I doing this well enough?”. Doubt after doubt circulates through my mind. Recently, this is where I was - stuck. Stuck looking at the "to do" list, stuck in a routine, stuck going through the motions. But just the other day, I walked into the therapy room to grab a referral sheet to fill out for yet another new kid and as I walked through the threshold, I was smacked in my face. No, not by a hand of a child or a flying object, but by the joy that overflowed the space. I stopped dead in my tracks and looked around. I saw three patients receiving therapy while their parents were actively involved smiling and laughing. I saw staff members and a rehab tech student laughing, singing, and smiling while they were working with the kids. I saw patients and parents just hanging out in the clinic to chat with others. I saw pure joy. All doubts, all worries, all questions dissipated at that moment. I stopped and joined in on the fun. The laughter, dancing and smiles were just what I needed in that moment. The “to do” list no longer mattered. The many responsibilities disappeared. In that moment, all that mattered was being present. God quickly sent a gentle reminder of why HE put me on this journey. God works in ways that we will never know or see until eternal life. He puts us on journeys that we sometimes do not feel like we deserve or journeys that we feel we are not good enough to follow or journeys that we feel we are unsuccessful at or journeys that we simply are left to wonder “why me”. But He has a plan for it all…and as long as we hold onto HIM, all will be well. I will fully embrace the joy of this amazing journey....

That was written in late June/early July (yes...of 2017). I honestly forgot that I had written it until just recently. I do that a lot…write….but forget that I wrote and discover it later. Anyway…recently I feel that I was falling back into that cycle of going through the motions and losing sight of the important things. Losing my focus a bit. Putting too much on my plate. I absolutely THRIVE on being busy…and I LOVE it…at the same time, I also know when I put too much on myself. And I recently found myself there again…back to all those same questions, doubts, and the slight feelings of being overwhelmed. Feelings of not having enough hours in the day to accomplish all that needs to be accomplished. Then I realize, once again, that my flesh is what is placing all the expectations on me...not God. I am a better “me” when He leads me and not my “to do” list.
I feel sometimes that my self-doubt thoughts increase as the demand for services becomes greater and greater.

When those daunting self-doubting questions arise, I sometimes think that God laughs at me and probably wants to really just shake me and say “stop”….”just stop with all that questioning yourself”. I suppose that is an overall lack of self-confidence that I tend to fight against. I continuously remind myself - through Him I have what I need so there is no need to have a lack of confidence. God has the therapy program/clinic covered in His protection. God has all the children (and adults) who need therapy services in His protection. He will provide, I just need to follow his lead. In His timing he will provide. I just need to be still and listen. I go back to the saying “If God puts you on the journey, then he will provide for your journey”. No doubt exists in HIM only in our flesh. So for today, I will set aside my “to do” list and I will soak up the pure joy that overflows in the therapy room. I will laugh with the kiddos and I will cry with the mothers if needed. I will open my ears and my heart to hear the stories the families want to share. I will rejoice with new victories and pray through new struggles. I will simply be present.