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Sunday, February 25, 2007

God Cares About the Small Things

Over the weekend my Girl Scout Brownie troop had a sleepover with nine other troops--in total there were about 100 girls. I know, what was I thinking? Anyway, we had a wonderful time. In fact, the girls were great. There was only one adult that was the problem.

At about ten o'clock we sent the girls to their rooms to get ready for bed. They were sitting up in their sleeping bags and talking. We had three adults in our room so my troop was well-monitored. In spite of this fact, the troop leader next door came to our room and shut our door as if we were being extemely loud, in which we weren't. Later when it was time to brush our teeth and go to the bathroom, my girls got a little excited and ran down the hall.

This same woman came out and addressed my girls in an angry tone. She was quite rude. Another mom and I stood there with our mouths gaped open. I had already gotten after my girls for running in the hallway, but if she expected 7-9 year olds to tip-toe down the hall and be especially quiet on a sleepover, she had another thing coming, and probably shouldn't have volunteered. Everything in me wanted to give her "what for" but I knew that wouldn't be the Christian thing to do. Sometimes I'm not very good a bridling my tongue, so I think its a good thing that I was too shocked to respond. God brought a blessing as a reward.

We planned to sing Karoke songs at our next meeting and I anticipated more complaining. For this reason, I decided to talk to the person that oversees all the rooms in the church. I didn't know it, but some of the girls from another troop saw and heard what had happened. She was more than willing to give me another room for my girls. As a result my girls now have a room that is double the size of their own room. It's off the side of the gym and we can make as much noise as we want. We have a piano, a ping-pong table, and a foosball table. My troop is so excited!

I couldn't help reflecting on how God blessed us for keeping our mouths shut. All year we had been very cramped in that room, but I couldn't complain. I felt so blessed just to have a room for my girls to meet in. So many churches were not willing to let us meet in their facilities. The whole experience just reminded me of how much God really cares about the small things.

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God does care. And sometimes it's hard to not say what we want to. Praise God for the blessing he provided to you and your girls. And a big thank you for being a Girl Scout leader.

I'm proud of you for holding your tongue. I know a lot of people who wouldn't hesitate to tell someone what they thought in anger. The thing is, it proves our strength to remain quiet sometimes. You proved that with your experience and God rewarded you! Praise Jesus!

I love to share things that glorify God. Tonight we had our first meeting in the new room and the girls loved it.

I would have had a really tough time not saying something. Kudos to you! But isn't it wonderful how God surprises us with the thing we least expect?

That's great about your new room!! And bless you for volunteering your time. I remember so well all the years my mom was the Brownie and Girl Scout troop leader. Some great memories, and it always made me feel special.

Of course, that was before the teen years where I didn't want her anywhere near my friends. :)