My husband wrote a post awhile ago about being Pastor Mark. I thought that I would add my perspective to it. The leaders of our church decided to spend the week before Easter in prayer and have people in the church sign up for a time spot during the day to spend in prayer for the church. My husband volunteered to write up daily devotionals and prayer guides to hand out in church to those who were going to pray.
Saturday night we headed over to my parents house to borrow my dad's little blue truck so that I could have a more relaxing morning on Sunday and not have to be at church at 8:30am with him and the three kids to help with the set up.
Sunday morning Mark comes into my room at 8:15am. 'Faith I'm having problems with the computer downstairs. The alignment on the printer is not working and I need to to see if you can fix it and print off the devotionals for church and then photocopy them.'
I'm thinking to myself, 'boy that sounds like fun' But like the good wife I am I hop in the shower so that I can help. Mark leaves for church and I proceed to get the kids ready for church and sit them on the couch with dry Cheerios for breakfast so that I can run down and do the work on the computer. Sure enough there is a problem with the alignment on the computer and being the computer genius I am I can't figure out what is wrong or how to fix it. So I just print off the devotionals on extra paper and cut off the extra around it.
The off I go to Staples with the three kids in tow. We arrive at Staples and I get everything set up on the photocopier. First it starts spitting our 11x14 pieces of paper. I head off to the guy at the desk and ask him why it is doing that and he says that I must have pressed a button somewhere. I'm thinking to myself - 'I don't think so.' But he presses all the right buttons and off we go again.
Now I accidentally put the paper in the copier upside down and the photocopier starts spitting our blank pieces of paper that I am paying to copy. So once I get that figured out I finally start copying what turns out to be hundreds of pages for these devotional booklets.
Once everything is copied I head over to the paper cutter to cut them all in half. But the paper cutter is defective and not sharp and can only cut 4 pieces of paper at a lime. Any time I put in more than that it cuts the top half of the paper and rips the bottom part of the paper in half. By this time I am more than frustrated and the kids are running around the photocopying part of Staples and pressing buttons on all the photocopiers. Remember I am cutting hundreds of pieces of paper in half and I can only do about 4 pages at a time. Finally I get them all cut and then I have to go through and count all the ones that I have ripped in half and copy those pages again and then cut them again. I look at my watch at this point and realize that it is already 10:30am and church has already started.
Now I still have to collate and staple these booklets together. So I'm running through the store looking for a stapler and staples to buy so that I can finish everything at church.
Finally with everything purchased we hop in the van for the quick drive to church. I dash in and drop Micah off in Sunday School and take Aslynn to the nursery. But there is no supervision in the nursery at church today and so I'm stuck with her. So Aslynn, Judah & I head to the tables at the back of the service where I can listen to what's going on and work. I spread out my papers onto the tables and begin the work of collating hundreds of pieces of paper. Aslynn climbs up and down off the tables, spreads my papers around and runs away on me several times before I give up on her. Finally I just decide that she will go into the next Sunday School class even though she is not old enough. So I take her into the class and just drop her there.
Back to the tables I go and finish getting everything together and stapling all the booklets together. When Mark finishes worship he comes back and asks how everything is going. My loving response 'Don't ask - just leave me alone and feed Judah please'
When I finally get everything together I look through the booklets quickly and realize that my husband has forgotten to put prayer requests on the last two days. So I grab a pen and am writing the prayer requests in by hand on all the booklets.
When I am finally finished this process I hand Mark the booklets. 'If they don't all get handed out to people at church I don't want to know about it and don't want to ever see those books again'
What a great Sunday morning attitude hey??
My husband being the smart man he is grabs the booklets and hands them out and sure enough I have no idea whether they all got handed out or not, and I really don't care.
I'm sure that the service that day was good, but unfortunately I missed it all.
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