Because the huz is a pastor and because our family is a bunch of fun nuts, a group of young adults asked us to be the surprise judges at their First Annual Gingerbread House Decorating Contest last night. We arrived, dressed in black, just after 8 p.m. ready to be as witty as the judges on American Idol. By the way, my daughter is kind of like Paula – she had to make every feel good…even the losing team.
The judges with Team 2’s house – the losing house.
The judges with Team 1’s house – the winning house.
These are some of the great things that we get to do because of my husband being a pastor. While there are plenty of hard times as a pastor’s family, for the most part we love our call as a family and love that we can minister to and minister with others. We love our church family and the neighborhood in which we live. We are excited that a bunch of college students and early career kids got together on a Sunday night and enjoyed being together doing crazy things like make gingerbread houses and having the pastor’s family show up as the surprise judges.
As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, I experienced a “crash” in my bipolar self this weekend. I am on the other side of that and slowly coming back to balance. I did take a nap yesterday afternoon (missing a commitment, but some things do have to be sacrificed in the midst of these crashes) and dreamed up wonderful blog posts that I now cannot remember.
As we move into the last few days before Christmas, I am hopeful that balance will return for me. I am also prayerful for those who experience similar struggles and know that this week is not always easy – especially if a loved one has died recently or if a change in family situation has occurred.
May we all remember that Hallelujah! is possible even when our hearts are broken.