Clay and I have always considered ourselves to be fairly spontaneous. When someone invites us to dinner at the last moment, I’m okay with it. The dinner I prepared can wait until the next day. Or when only three kids would show up for Bible study instead of ten, we’d go for donuts. We make the best of it.
, we’ve had a different take
on spontaneity. When the electricity goes out and dinner is in the
crockpot…well, the oven is gas! We can still cook. When we plan to have a
barbecue and it rains, we move the grill under the front porch. Or when the
water pressure is low, we take bucket baths instead of showers. When we plan to
study, and someone drops in, we put the study materials aside…or better yet,
discuss it with our visitors. For example, if we’re studying the language, we
practice pronunciation with our visitors. Or if we’re studying a Bible story,
we share it. Mexico
But lately we’ve been pushed to be even more spontaneous. Last week, we took the two littlest boys to their daycare and we were told they couldn’t receive the students that day, but there would be a meeting for the parents at noon. At the meeting we were informed that school would be closed until further notice because they are changing locations and have to get the new building ready and then inspected. It’ll probably 2 weeks. Or more.
Thursday when we picked up the big kids from school, we were told they wouldn’t have class the next day because the teachers were having a union meeting. (As a teacher, why would you cancel class for this?!? Your job is to teach! Have your meeting in the afternoon!) But, we rolled with it. Today (Monday), Clay took the kids to school, only to bring them home again. School is closed until further notice because the teachers are on strike.
Bring on the spontaneity! Now…back to work, amidst the noise of four rambunctious kids!