As I stood at the ice machine, making my iced coffee, I let her words sink in. And I realized this was a repeat of week one as a work crew boss. If I try to do it on my own, not only will I fail, but I'll go down in flames (and tears). So instead, I have to look to The Lord. Let him get me through the long days. He knows the words to say to work crew kids. He has the strength to stand for 12 hours in a hot kitchen. He has the wisdom to lead the floor. I don't. At least not on my own.
And lo and behold, the night ended well. Feeling joyful and well cared for. Because when we ask him to show up, he does.