Happy Sunday everyone I hope everyone is having a wonderful Sunday and weekend. Well today so far has been great. Last night I got this text from this woman who I help assist Sunday school with, she told me she was out of town and asked if I could still help with the class, I assumed there would be someone with me as usual. She then told asked me if I was comfortable teaching the class by myself. I said of course I would but I was pretty nervous. Even though it’s usually one student, I have never lead a class on my own before but I felt it would be good for me.
Luckily the class already has a lesson plan set up, so I didn’t have to prepare anything ( thank god!) The one student that showed up was this kid, he’s about 14 and he has Autism. He is really cool and just nice, he likes to draw and is easy going. We talked about how God commands us to love each other and to love him. We talked about treating others the way we’d like to be treated and how we have to be kind to other’s even when they aren’t kind to us. We did an activity where I asked him about a time this week when he felt it was hard to be kind to someone, he mentioned this kid at school kept annoying him and I talked about ways that maybe he could be nicer. We then watched a video about God’s love and it was like a sign. It was about a guy who creates a podcast with his Grandma and she talking how God expects us to love. But I thought “hey wait a minute, I just started a podcast not long ago. This can’t be a coincidence. What is God trying to tell me?” Anyways the class was a lot of fun and it went well. I just wanted to make a post about it. Have a good day, friends
I wanted to take this Sunday to talk a little bit about gratitude. Sometimes I complain a lot and I focus on my struggles and forget about the many blessings I have in my life and even small things can blessings. I was able to attend church today and also help assist with a special needs Sunday school where a young guy about 14 was there. He’s really cool; he loves arts and crafts and is very talkative; all around nice kid. It is a blessing to be asked to be a part of that class; it gives me a reason to wake up on a Sunday morning; a sense of purpose. I work a long side a nice woman who one of the leaders of the disabled ministry; I have known her for a few months and I am starting care about everyone involved in that group; they are wonderful people who have God in their hearts. The main theme for class this month is serving others; putting the needs of others above our own; which is something we all could learn. I think God calls for all of us to help one another and today we also talked about the fact that God gives us all gifts that we can use to serve others. Not only is this class helping this young man but it’s helping me. We watched a short video about a guy who had a job stocking and everyone came to him with their problems because he listened and cared; he realized that was his gift that God had given him. It was like God was speaking me and that moment and making me realize that MY gift as well. I listen to what the young adults at the disabled ministry say; I speak them on their level; they can tell I care. I empathize and care when I interact with my people on social media. I am not bragging but I can’t tell you how many people message me and want to talk about what’s going om and I listen and I don’t judge and I encourage them; I do it because it feels good to be there for other people. I look at caring about others and being there for them as a gift and I can’t take the credit; God gave this to me. And I am grateful for the opportunity to be there for others in so many ways. To be there is nothing that makes me happier than to that I can make difference in someone’s like by simply listening or writing something that resonates with them. Like I said earlier; I am not patting myself on the back but God gave me this unique ability to show empathy and I want to use it. For the longest time; I chose to hide my gifts; my sensitivity, my caring nature, being compassionate and now I am not afraid to show it. I don’t care if it make me seem to weak some people; I am going to be who I am.
After Sunday school I walked with everyone to service and sat with the disabled ministry; again so much to gratitude to be included. As the sermon was going and all of sudden I had another burst of gratitude; just the fact that I was able to attend church was a blessing in and of itself. I can’t tell you how many Sundays I worked; so depressed that I was missing church. I wanted to be a part of a church community and hear the word of God among all the church members and I couldn’t. I feel robbed of having that time with God. Sure, I could have watched the sermon online but it isn’t the same as being part of a church community. So I looked up and thanked God for the ability to just sit in a pew and listen to a sermon; it’s the only upside to being unemployed. Most people take it for granted; going to church; but not me. God is good and he is working in my life; I don’t have anything else but gratitude today.
Thanks for listening