My family, my home...

I am stubborn.

And some days (okay, most days) I don't mind it one bit.

So, in God's own gentle, loving way He keeps showing me how change is good.

Today, I sat in a meeting with most of my children's ministry team. We were going over all the details that need to be addressed, so that everyone is ready for the big CHANGE of our second service on Sunday.....

We had been hashing over schedules, procedures, and responsibilities. Over and over people continued to say that they were willing to do whatever was needed to continue providing opportunities for children to hear about Jesus.

It was like God tore the veil off my face that I had been holding there for so long. The scales fell off my eyes....

I was looking around the table and realized that the VAST majority of the people around the table had been serving alongside me for over a year. Some had been with me since my journey began at Creekside. They love our kids, this ministry, and our church. They are my brothers and sisters in Christ.

In the past year we have moved locations, changed service times, added new workers, changed our sign-in system, changed our set-up, more than doubled the number of children we reach, and these are just the things I consider to have been big changes.

And they have weathered the changes much more gracefully than I.

As these things were racing through my head, I realized these precious people had become my family. Somewhere over the course of the past two years this change had happened, but in my stubborness I was only now able to see what God had done.

They are my family, and Creekside has truly become my home.

Thank you Jesus.


P.S. We are slowly and surely making our way to ten.....keep praying for our teams of volunteers, thanks!