…or so it seems. Has it really been a week?
I’ve been pouring my energy, time and effort into the first life group meeting (which was last night) and so any time I thought of posting, it was: I have nothing to say. And since my motto is: “If you don’t have anything to say, then don’t.” I followed my own advice…motto…whatever.
(This may make a lot less sense when I have more sleep.)
Life group…how did it go? Fine, just fine. We had a threat of a large winter storm that was supposed to dump a mighty 1-2 inches of frozen precipitation on our fine city. <rant>It all evaporated before it reached the ground, and I don’t even think my car got wet. However the threat of snow closed all the schools. Ridiculous.</rant> We had one couple show up and had a good visit with them.
Although this week I kept convincing myself that it wasn’t about who came or how many people came, I was a little disappointed with the turnout (although we had a lovely time). I started to question whether I heard right about starting this life group. (Just being honest here.)
I know that I just need to trust God, but am a little discouraged that I spent so much time working on it. But the verse where Paul talks about being poured out like a drink offering comes to mind, and my piddly few hours of preparation starts to sound pretty trivial. I’ve got a lot to be thankful for and I know I just need to press on and trust God to take care of the results. It is His group, and He knows what is best.