It’s time for a fun Mexican food day in my Spanish class, so I’m having Qdoba catered during the lunch hour. But do you know that I almost broke out into hives just planning this? My administrative skills: 0. I’m trying not to panic that I’ve probably messed up some detail.
My students wish we could take a trip to a Spanish-speaking country, but can you imagine? I think that if orchestrating one catered meal makes me lose sleep, probably I’m not the ideal person to make travel arrangements out of the country for a group of high school students.
Some of you are run-the-whole-world kind of people. You can host an event for 157 guests with one hand tied behind your back. That is not me. In fact, when my detail-oriented daughter left for college, I said, “But who’s going to take care of us now?”
So I found John the Baptist’s proclamation about Jesus especially comforting yesterday morning:
The one who comes from above is above all.
He even repeats himself:
The one who comes from heaven is above all. (John 3:31 NIV)
I leaned back in my chair and said, “Phew. Yes, let Jesus be above all. I do not want that job.”
I was telling my husband that I could only take students on a big trip if I could hand over all the administrative details to someone amazing, like my friend who keeps a spiral notebook and never forgets anything important. And on a much greater scale, I do not want to be responsible for my entire life. I want someone else to be in charge. Gladly, I tell you. I will gladly let someone else worry about logistics and mastermind the details.
I want to say, “Just tell me where to go next, Lord.” He can man the clipboard.