Dear St. Lukers,
I remember when the kids were little and we would be invited to volunteer to help with crafts or to create something with the preschool or elementary school class. I would dutifully answer yes, dreading the moment when I would have to get out glue guns or macaroni and begin to make the 100 days charts or the costume or hat for the parade. The same is true when I would take papers home to help the teacher input grades; I would say yes with all of the best intentions. I understood the work of a teacher and how much effort it takes beyond work hours and I wanted to be supportive. I never wanted to say no and be the parent who didn’t show up or didn’t help so my children wouldn’t feel slighted or left out. I’ll admit sometimes I would have loved to use the excuse that it was because I was busy or working…but that wasn’t exactly the reason. If I’m honest, the real reason is because it just was not my gift. Administrative tasks, crafty small things, even volunteering with a class of really little ones whom I adore – I am really just not gifted in those areas.
Now, when the kids got to middle school and high school and I could be in relationships with them, the parents, the coaches, when I could help do things and build relationships at the same time, or have hours of unstructured sharing time with the students – absolutely. I would volunteer for hours, and did, helping girls in colorguard or at football games. It was all about how I am wired and what spiritual gifts I had been given.
You know it’s true...