Wednesday, February 10, 2010

And then God said "YEEEAAAHH!"

Sometimes, God just gives you a little boost, doesn't He? On the days that you're like "Um, hey God, this is a lot of work. Are you sure this is what I'm supposed to be doing?" and He's like "YEEEAAAHH!"

Okay, so I don't know if God says "YEEEAAAHH!" But I like to think he does. Just like I like to think he gives high-fives in Heaven. (YES, this was a deep, theological discussion at work the other day. "Do you think God gives high fives?" Because these are the kinds of things we think about. I KNOW. WE ARE SO DEEP.)

I digress. (I was going for a "deep, meaningful post" with this one, but let's be honest. I am neither deep nor meaningful.)

But this tweet was:

At least, for me it was. Because when I started Survival Mode Parent, this was exactly what I had in mind. Laundry! Toilets! Mail! Lawn! Stuff I can do for people who can't wrap their mind around fabric softener because their kid is fighting for his life.

But I'll be honest. I haven't had a lot of time for SMP lately. All of the legal stuff is hovering in my mind and in my bank account like Thestrals. (Yes, that was for you, Jess.) 

I know I should be filling out paperwork to get everything in order for the incorporation and tax-deductible status, especially when I've generously been given the resources to just do it already. I know I should be recruiting more volunteers so I can better serve the needs of parents, wherever they are. And I know I should be sending stuff to hospitals so they can tell the parents that there is help for them out there.

But then there's that pesky full time job, and being a co-captain of my BikeMS Team, and being an Awana leader, and the blog design orders, three CTs, and oh yeah, am I married to somebody or something too? 

I don't list these things to complain, because really, I wouldn't trade them for anything. Every single one of those activities is something I'm wildly passionate about (minus the blog orders, which I could take or leave, though I suspect that if I left I'd have quite a few angry bloggers waiting for their orders... even longer!) 

My point is, when it comes right down to it, I don't have a kid in the hospital (and never have). Or a special needs kid. Or a kid at all. I don't have a heck of a lot that I have to worry about, when you really think about it.

But somebody out there can't even think about their laundry.

And that kind of puts it in perspective, doesn't it?


And a shameless Survival Mode Parent plug, though that's not why I wrote this post, but let's be honest, I'll work them in anywhere... for crying out loud, I sent out SMP business cards with my Christmas cards - If you'd like to sign up to be a Survival Mode Parent volunteer, you can do it here.
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