Quoatas

So I spent the day on the road yesterday, mostly. In the morning I was off to Hastings bright and early where I spent time with some elementary school students discussing bullying and gender roles. From there I ran accross town(big town at that)to the Hastins Recreation Teen Center. There I discussed the importance of getting out of society's expectations for men and women and the importance of that on society as a whole.
When I completed those two things I was back to town where I was invited to lunch with my cousing. It's something I never pass up, a chance to do lunch with him is meaningful for me, even if it's just lunch to him. So we hit 5 Guys Burgers and just talked about things, nothing in general.
Then it was back to my office where I was bombarded with paperwork, end of the month stats and the like. The way the grant is written that I work under there is a quota for each year that has to be met, a certain number of presentations to a certain number of students. Well, we're running pretty close to quota.
It got me thinking though, what if God gave us quotas? What if I had to preach to a certain number of people each month to reach my year end totals? What if when I didn't reach that number (which I know I wouldn't) I was given an unsatisfactory report. That is something I could not bear at all. I'm so thankful that God doesn't keep tabs on us and what we've done and He choses to work on me through my feelings. I know when I am right on par with what God wants for me and when I am not, I am so glad there is no need for a formal evaluation at each month's end.
Got the paperwork done just in time to drive home in a hurricane force rain and sit under our carport and do some reading. I can't think of a better situation(other than a cruise ship) to sit, relax and enjoy a good book.
Not too much excitement on Mondays for me, so have a great day and God Bless!