This is going to be "Creation Sunday" at church. The kids are going to show off what they have been learning about that story from Genesis. And our "rehearsal" yesterday was - in my humble opinion - a complete debacle. I am so frustrated with myself for not being able to corral and keep them all "on task". And I wondered how in the world worship was going to happen with them "in charge".
But I woke up in the middle of the night with this idea:
I'll keep going with the Sermon on the Mount texts. This week's lectionary is the lilies of the field and the birds of the air. And I'll say something about how the beauty of God's creation and God's love for his creatures is echoed in Jesus' sermon. And I'll find (it HAS to be on that old hard drive) my "Worrybird" story and tell that instead of sermonizing.
Ha. Problem solved. Maybe. I need to get a bulletin put together and see.
Arg. I love these kids. I wish they had a great teacher for Wednesday afternoons. But they have me. And Michael. Who also just loves them, and whom they love. It'll be OK.
All will be well. And all will be well. And all manner of things will be well.