Mostly a quiet weekend. Spent lots of time with the family–going out to eat, to the park, Wal-Mart trips, church. Emma is gone to SIL’s now to “help paint” her cousin’s room pink. Lexi supposedly took a nap but it wasn’t long. I have been cleaning up the house today and guess what?? I got our Podcasts up and running for our youth group!! I am so excited about this! I have no clue if people will actually use it, but I think it’s cool! I’m a podcaster!
So the lock-in. We showed up around 4:30-5 just to drop some stuff off and ended up never leaving. The printer to print the pictures of the kids gave us troubles. Not really troubles, but the second one that someone brought of theirs was like two-three times as slow as the new one we had and we were printing pictures all the way up until 11 that night, right before he needed them during the service. There was about 115 youth there which is about twice as many as we have on a normal Wednesday night. Everything went really well. The service was awesome. He had a tough time getting started because of technical difficulties but once he got into it, it was very powerful. I think 16 youth got saved and many more made other decisions.
We left around 12:15 for Zuma (place with video games/go-carts/batting cages/putt-putt). I could not decide whether to go or not. I even said to S that I wasn’t sure I’d be safe driving by myself that late at night. But I reasoned it was 99% interstate on the way home and I’d be fine. Not a lot of oncoming traffic. Everyone was having such a good time and I didn’t want to disappear and the girls were spending the night at Mom’s so I wanted to make the most of it. Anyway, I only stayed until about 1:45am and decided I had had enough and was going to go get some sleep. I remember being on top of one of our interstates and I think I might have even prayed out loud that God would keep me safe on the way home. Not two minutes later, I was in Lane 2 of 4 and the left front of my mom’s SUV struck a car in Lane 1. The left front swiped the car and it damaged the side mirror. I stopped about half a mile down the road. There were two other 18 wheelers pulled off the side of the road and I parked in between them. I didn’t attempt to get back up where that car was. I immediately called *HP and then Scott. I saw that another trooper was north bound “across the street” and was heading our way. So I stayed put in my car. Scott talked to one of the sergeants and he said he’d come talk to me. Another truck hit this car right after me and his tire went flat and air bag came out. Neither of us were hurt. A security guard from the welcome center came to talk to me. He said there was a car that had wrecked and was sitting in the lane and that’s what I hit. I later found out that it was unoccupied. The security guard ended up going back up there and sitting his car behind the car with lights because the wrecked car had none. There was not good lighting on that stretch of the interstate and I didn’t see a thing. I also saw a third car jerk very hard to not hit the car. I called Mom and let her know I had wrecked the car. She of course was just happy that I was ok and ended up staying on the phone with me until I got home. The wreck report shows that the other guy was at fault for the wreck but Mom’s insurance seems to think they may argue and basically say I hit a parked car. Um, no, I hit a wrecked car that was in the middle of the interstate unmanned. Not good. Anyway. that was my first wreck ever. Hopefully I won’t lose any insurance points, discounts or whatever. I´m just going to get young drivers car insurance to make sure I´m covered.
Surprisingly I learned something from this wreck. I knew in my heart that I shouldn’t have gone to Zuma with the rest of the youth group. I NEVER worry about driving at night or any time. But I paused and knew I shouldn’t have. I really felt God telling me that if I don’t learn to obey his voice, it’s just as well that I never heard it to begin with. Learning to hear the Holy Spirit speak is one thing but it’s a whole other ballgame to try to obey what He says. But if you don’t obey, He may as well not speak to you. It doesn’t do you any good not to do what He says. I could have avoided that accident had I not gone but I certainly believed He protected me from any further harm. I was literally inches away from head-on collision at 70 mph that could have killed me and taken me from my family. I’m just thankful that even though I didn’t obey that God’s mercy was big enough to protect me.
There is so much going on in our youth group. It’s kind of ridiculous. We’ve got one girl pregnant by another young guy in our youth group, who currently has no home. Two more girls want to leave the youth group for a catfight. Another one is going through counseling. Another NEEDS counseling for things we’ve found out recently. Another is depressed. We are all overwhelmed by trying to even emotionally handling these things much less dealing with the students and parents. Our youth pastor is on his last leg. The youth group was/is doing so well and I think we are just getting bombarded from Satan. This week is our big yearly lock-in. I hope this can provide a new start for a lot of the students and maybe an energizer for the other leaders. Emma and Lexi will be staying with my mom so we can go. I won’t be going to the go-cart/video game place with them from midnight to 6am but we will be hanging out with them until then. So let’s hope it turns out good!
This week has been intensely insane.
Monday was our first bible study. I felt very prepared when I was there and it went very smoothly. All the girls and leaders seemed to have good reviews afterwards. There is one girl who has, uh, issues and it might be interesting to see how that plays out.
So Tuesday I had something to do but I can’t think of what I did. Wednesday was the Parents dinner for the youth so I spent the whole afternoon and evening at the church. Thursday we did grocery shopping and went to Cracker Barrel with Mom and Dad before Mom and Heather left for Colorado. And Friday. Oh lovely Friday. I worked that morning and then left for work at 3:45 to do an implementation. I didn’t get home at 11:15 that night. Then sporadically worked until 5 on Saturday. In between, I went to see E in the hospital nursery and cleaned the house. Sunday was church and I took a nap in between church. I was up again at 6 this morning working when my pager went off multiple times. We have one more job today that runs at 5 that I need to verify. Hopefully it will not interfere with bible study tonight.
I feel a little less prepared for tonight’s bible study than last week. I’ve just been so busy with work that I haven’t had much time to prepare. I barely got through Sunday School on Sunday. Scott was there so he could help fill in some gaps a little. Or at least make me feel like I wasn’t a dork trying to teach by myself.
Pretty much, I’m exhausted. And we’re not nearly done with stuff at work. Bible study is another 6 weeks and of course Sunday School is the entire church year. I was thinking about entering some stuff in a Consignment sale this weekend but I just don’t want to add anything to my list of stuff to do. I really love studying for bible study and Sunday school and working on the youth group’s web site. If that’s all I had to do (except of course raising two children) and not have to work professionally, I think I would be set. Except of course those little things called bills. Oh well, here I go complaining again about such a wonderful job I have and I don’t want to, I just am feeling a little overwhelmed right now.