How Movie Night Taught Me That I Am Second

Today was my movie night. Today I got THREE packages shipped to me (strange enough to convince Kristjun that I was a drug dealer, especially when I pulled out a pocket knife to open one of the boxes), plus just a letter from my mom wishing me well with my movie night. (My mom also sent me a HUGE box of homemade cookies because she is the best mom ever!) God must have known that I needed encouragement via package, because I experienced one disappointment after another throughout the day. Two screens were ripped, location changed, WalMart didn't have the movie, too much popcorn was bought, downloading the movie took three hours, the power cords weren't long enough, I could find hardly anyone to help with the event, only two families showed up, one family left, the cord that goes from the laptop to the projector was missing, the popcorn machine didn't work, and we ended up having to play a completely different movie.

I think the five people that stayed did have a good time, especially since I kept on giving them free refills of hot chocolate and popcorn. We watched Hoodwinked instead of The Ultimate Gift, which at least was worth a few laughs (which I really needed). And afterwards, since there were more raffle prizes than people, I let them take whatever they wanted. They took a book, a shirt, some bracelets, and a magazine subscription.

I'm trying to look on the positive side. For one, I got to keep a lot of cool stuff that the family didn't want (AND some Dr Pepper, even though one exploded in my coat pocket!). Some of the things I kept include a shirt and bracelets from an organization called I Am Second, which I'm sure I'll wear a lot as a reminder. The idea behind I Am Second is that Jesus is first. He had some reason that my movie night turned out in a manner that I couldn't even expect, but I've just gotta respect him for that. I'm not really sure why it had to happen this way, but I know that it will work for His glory. Maybe it blessed the family that DID attend even more. Maybe it's simply to set the bar low for future busts of mine or even my coworkers. Maybe it's a humbling thing. Maybe He worked in mysterious ways with the other people that worked/attended. I don't really know. But I don't need to, because I am second.