Last Monday, on a much-needed workday,
Shauna the Art Teacher was
working on spooky decorations for this year’s Fall Festival.
As I was leaving to get
lunch,
I popped my head into the art
room to see how things were going.
Bent over working, Shauna
said, “Come and see.”
Expecting to see a dark
monstrosity,
I rounded the corner and saw
nothing of the sort!
Instead, I saw a huge puddle
of thick, orange paint on the floor, and
Shauna feverishly trying to
get it up before it dried.
“Oh no!” I said.
“Yeh. I was looking for black
paint and accidentally knocked over the orange.
It’s a small disaster.”
Without thinking twice,
I picked up some paper towels
and began to help.
Thankful for a plethora of
paper towels and mindful of our age as our knees hurt,
Shauna and I worked together to
get up as much paint as we could.
Afterward, Shauna prepared
the mop water and hoped it would finish the job.
It did.
The custodial team’s kind
wrath was avoided!
A crisis was averted!
And Shauna went about her day
making spooky decorations.
I had outlined my day in my
head.
I had prepared myself for
things to do and places to go.
I hadn’t allotted any time to
help avert crises,
But as soon as I knew that a
friend needed help,
I dropped everything and went
to work.
Sometimes something more
important than the original plan pops up.
Sometimes we must drop
everything to help those in need.
Sometimes giving our time and
energy to others is the most important thing we can do.
And sometimes the work will
be messy.
But let’s do the work.
The messy work.
Of helping others amid disaster.
Both great and small.
Amen.
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