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Monday, April 04, 2011

When Stuff Catches You Off Guard

Our small groups for church started up again last night.  We meet twice monthly to further discuss the Sunday sermon topic and dig a little deeper.  Our group has 14 people in it, many of whom have been with DH and me since the church started small groups.  Still, each time they start again, there are people who step out, move on, and take breaks.  At those times, we get new people in our groups.  This rotation we have a new couple. 

So yesterday, DH and I were making our normal "It's-small-group-night-let's-make-sure-everything's-OK-in-the-parts-of-the-house-they'll-see" rounds.  It's never perfect, but it's presentable.  I love that my small group extends me grace for the spot on the floor or a dust bunny or two.  Still, like most of you probably do, we were cleaning. 

I stopped at T-1hour to check my phone and there was a voice mail from G, the husband of the "new couple".  The voice mail went like this:  "OK Susan we know what you're doing.  You're running around the house throwing things in closets and stuffing things in drawers so that when company comes over, it'll be a spotless house..."  It stopped me DEAD. IN. MY TRACKS.--because that is EXACTLY what I was doing!  And then I thought, either these folks are quite 'real' and understand a thing or two off kilter and out of place...or they are neat knicks who won't want to come back!

We had a good laugh when they arrived and I am pretty sure we are going to enjoy the addition to our group!  I haven't stopped thinking about it since.  Isn't that what we all do in our lives?  We try to shove stuff in closets and in drawers so it looks good to those on the outside looking in?  What would happen if we just let people see us for who we are...dust bunnies and all?  Even though I want my house to look decent for company...I love the fact that we all know there are flawed moments when stuff is just messed up!

 Sometimes it's not the conversation of our small group that teaches me the most.  Nope.  Last night, it started with a voice mail! 


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