Brent was asked to help get the music ministry of the new church going. He was born to do this job. I will take the job as his Chief Executive Assistant. I'm pretty sure this mostly means I will be filing the music in file folders, but it also means I am the one headed to the church planting training seminar the next few days. I like to call it Camp Catalyst after the name of the new church. (Now, look. I am trying to be gracious about the name, so please don't ask me why it's called Catalyst. I don't know, but isn't it fun? *forced smile*)
Here is my homework for the seminar:
Really and truly, it is slightly less dull and depressing than it looks.
Anyway . . . what is it about being a stay at home mom that completely screws up your ability to think like a rational adult? I will be gone two days, but in my mind I am abandoning my family for all eternity. Will they be able to fix themselves dinner? What if they have a clothes washing emergency? What if they can't find something?
Oh, please. My husband is a better homemaker than I am. They are going to be fine. I think the real issue is what about that little voice within me going, "FREE! FREE! I'M FREE! Two WHOLE Days! I'M FREE!"