Among many other things, missions work is teaching me how to be a bit more organized. I am not naturally so, especially when it comes to planning, especially especially when I am planning something that has no real deadline and no grade. If life had a syllabus, I’d be set.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t, at least, not one that contains a list of specific goals, required readings, and scheduled due dates, so I took on this particular fund raising effort with no idea what I was doing, no clue where I was going, and very little in between. Nonetheless, my half-thought out, mid-midterm brain child came to fruition last Saturday, in the form of a (very casual) afternoon of music in our back yard. It was a concert, of sorts, one with only a week’s preparation music-wise, little time to advertise, and two extremely allergy-affected singers, but it happened, and it went much better, all things considered, than I imagined it would. I was expecting about 3 audience members, but we had at least 17, and our donations, all totaled, amounted to over 350 dollars.
Wow!!! I cannot express how grateful I am for your attendance and gracious gifts!!! Y’all are amazing! Thank you!
Yet another opportunity that God has used to exceed my expectations in every possible way. Thank you Lord for that, and thank you that my lack of organization skills doesn’t keep you from accomplishing your will!