When our board members and their wives arrived at our house last night, everything was ready. The table was beautifully decorated and set; the air was fragrant with the promise of good food; soft music played in the background; I looked like I had been meditating on the veranda; candles flickered invitingly.
But let's rewind just one short hour.
- I had worked through lunch in order to leave the office early.
- Dashed by the grocery store to pick up the last few items needed.
- Sat in the parking lot taking a phone call and trying desperately to finish the list of said items.
- Got home and realized I didn't have all twelve bowls/salad plates I needed. (My dishes have been retrieved from some of the most unusual locations. Smile.)
- Began sauteing the onions and celery I needed to add to my main dish. (Main dish was mostly prepared on Sunday night.)
- Focusing (with Kristin's help) on options for seating twelve in my dining area which is designed for six - maybe eight.
- Grabbed the season salt from the cabinet and gave a quick shake to finish off the sauteing process - disaster struck! The lid came off and one third of the season salt shaker plopped into the pan! Sigh. (Really, that was more of a double sigh moment.)
I dearly love all the people who were coming to my house. Kristin, Frank and Amanda had arrived and were helping get everything together. I wasn't making some extravagant french dish - it was home made vegetable beef soup and salad for pity's sake! (Yeah, I know you're shaking your head in disbelief right now. I'm embarrassed to admit that was dinner but this is about honesty. Smile.)
The truth came to me like a flood. I hate not being Superwoman!
I want people to think that I can handle a full-time office position; direct the ministries assigned to my care with excellence; attend to the emotional needs of those around me; address decisions that must be made with wisdom; prepare teachings that sound just like Beth Moore; throw dinner parties for twelve and never break a sweat!
But I can't. I need help just like everyone else around me.
Hmmmmm. Today I think I'll stay close to the best help: "The Lord is my rock, my fortress, my refuge, my deliverer." And I probably need to be delivered most from my own expectations!
There's the peak inside my kitchen window. Hope your day is peace-filled.