What I learned from today......

I was so excited to be going to church this today. I feel like I haven't been there in forever. For those of you who don't know..I'm in charge of Master's Club on Wednesday nights, so I miss church on Wednesday, and I'm also in charge of nursery..(still not exactly sure how that happened), so I miss some other services. Throw that in there with going out of town last weekend, and well, I think you might get why I said I feel like I haven't been there in forever. So I was pumped...ready to hear God speak to me.
It's funny that I said...."I was ready," because obviously He wasn't ready to do the talking at least not in the way that I thought. I got to church finding that someone had already set up for nursery...whoo-hee! (Not having a building yet means lots of setting up and tearing down.) My workers showed up for Sunday School...great! I enjoyed Sunday School a lot. Our Sunday School teacher was out of town, so we had Charles Parton speak. He did a superb job, and I loved how he referred to the Bible over and over again. I mean, we were constantly looking stuff up, and I was amazed that some of the stuff was even in there. (Sarah, tell Charles thank you!)
Then I went to check on nursery for Sunday morning church. ARGHHHH!! I had just switched the schedule around, and the person who I had just put on the list was out of town....(not her fault.. totally mine). So, yours truly was stuck in nursery. Yes, I said stuck. What a rotten attitude, huh? I was so upset. I seriously almost cried because I wanted to be in the church service so badly. Don't I just sound so spiritual? I had a bad additude about it, and I'm ashamed of it.
Fast forward to our family getting ready to leave for the evening service when I get a message from another worker saying she wasn't gonna be there tonight. AHHHHHH!!! The sub for the night had subbed last Sunday night, so I wasn't gonna ask her, so I had resigned myself to the fact that I was gonna be in there yet again! GRRR..... I was griping to Eric about the whole thing, and he was telling me that I should get on people's back more often about being in there. But seriously, this doesn't happen that often, so I was mad at him for not listening to me gripe. I told him that I didn't want his advice, I just wanted to talk! (Women, you all know how it is....sometimes you just want a listening ear.) Well, saying that only made him mad, and that made me double mad.
That's when it hit me. This was a ministry that I was supposed to be doing unto God, but here I was trying to do it on my own. I wasn't even involving God. I was involving my husband, but he had no more control over it all than me. So what was the point of involving him? So often we try to fix things on our own or by involving someone else, when the only person we really need to involve is God. I asked God to help the ministry tonight, and to please let me not have to work in nursery. And you know what? He answered my prayer with a whopping YES! Lookee there, I was so upset about missing the service this morning. I thought I was getting the short end of the stick. I thought that I was missing out on God speaking to me.
But you know what, God still spoke to me today. Not in the way that thought He would which only goes to show that our ways are not His ways. I think that people think that they can only be spoken to by God if they read the Bible or if they listen to the preacher. And yes, I know that those are two of the main ways that God speaks, but I realized today, that sometimes God speaks through circumstances that surround you... sometimes in a quiet voice. He chides us for not involving Him, and yet because He loves us He forgives us and still answers our prayers.