Change of heart

Hubby and I teach the K-2 boys on Wednesday nights at church.  We've been on winter break but Wednesday night church (known as K-WAM) resumed tonight.  We have an excited bunch of boys to say the least.  They are rambunctious and full of energy and they make me smile.  This picture is our entire class, minus one boy who wasn't there that night.  

So, all day I'm gearing up for church tonight.  It takes a lot of energy with these boys and when I say we teach them, I use that word loosely because we kinda just wing it.  They are too rowdy to listen a whole lesson so we kinda just do what we can and make the best of it.  They are each special and worthy of our time so we try to have fun and learn about God and his world  at the same time.  I'm excited because we have a new curriculum that is more hands on too so I think that will help keep attention spans engaged as well.  

Anyway... back to my change of heart.  Hubby came home and he just was miserable.  He isn't feeling well and he needed to stay home and rest.  I didn't want to do Wednesday night with the boys by myself, but I couldn't cancel so I began to dread going.  I was dreading the energy  these boys have and having them all.  by. myself.  K wanted to stay home with Papa so that was fine, but I wanted to be home too.  It's cold and I didn't want to go out in the cold, and I didn't want to do church by myself.  Oh, sorry.  Did I mention that already?  Basically I was pouting.  By the time I left the house, I was already looking forward to getting home and that was 2 hours away.  

At the beginning of each night, we have a little worship time together.  The kids sing songs, we have a story or a skit, we memorize a Bible verse, and we have an offering.  At some point during that time, ( I don't know if it was seeing all the kids engaged in singing, or the sharing they did or just that they were all having fun) I had a change of heart.  I felt bad for dreading going and spending time with these boys and for my attitude about the whole night.  I asked God to forgive me for my bad attitude and thanked him for changing my heart.  The rest of the night was easy.  I ended up with only 4 boys and we watched a movie and had snacks.  They were all quiet and listened and the night flew by.  And our class gets a pizza party next week!