Okay, I admit it . . . I’ve got butterflies!  Sunday is just around the corner, and I’m not sure what is going to happen.  I’ve promote the transition from Diamond Starz to our house.  A lot of people have expressed their excitement about the move.

A team worked hard this past Saturday to get the house ready.  The garage looks great.  The heater works.  The projector is up.  The small sound system has arrived.  The carpet is down.  And comfortable chairs are in place.

The preschool/children’s media room is awesome.  Toys are out.  The projector and sound is ready to go.  Cool rugs are out.  A place for babies is ready and equipped.  Posters are hanging on a neat wall divider.  And I’ve got butterflies.

I’m not sure why.  Maybe it’s because I heard the weather guys talking about the possibility of rain (and the small threat of snow north of I-20) Saturday night and Sunday morning.  For some reason people freak out when they hear the “snow” word here.  And when it’s raining, people tend to stay home.  Maybe I’ve got butterflies because attendance was down this past week and a few are going to be out of town this Sunday.

It’s kind of ironic.  I’ve told some people that one of the things God has stressed to me is that I should not worry about the number.  God wants me to focus on building up people . . . helping them grow in their love for God and others.  He wants me to do my part in inviting and leading people to become a part of River Ridge’s journey.  But, God has reminded me that I can’t make people come.

I’ll be honest.  There are times that I wish I could.  I’ve got to let go of the number.  So, I’ve got butterflies.  God, they’re yours.  I give them to you.  And whoever shows up on Sunday will get my best.  That’s what you want.