Its 8:24 and I am now screaming that very same Taylor Swift song with a few high school girls. I am laughing and jumping around and all of a sudden Nacho (yes that is one of my teammates names) grabs me and pulls me out of the crowd and into the attached house. He has a panicked look on his face covers his mouth and goes "A boy threw up." "Ok." I responded "is he ok? Does he need to leave." "No Katie, he threw up in the laundry room, he didn't make it to the bathroom." Meanwhile I am supposed to be running the game and eventually giving the club talk. "I can't go in there Katie I'm going to throw up." I just said "Its, ok Nacho I will clean it real quick." A Few seconds later I am searching this family's house for paper towels (don't worry the family wasn't home and they had no paper towels) and bleach. Finally I am hands and knees on the floor cleaning up puke... yes I get paid for this. If you have read my posts before you know I have been housekeeping boss many times so I knew what to do but I couldn't help but laugh.
I didn't know who Dom was but he eventually walked passed and I shut the door thinking it was another kid but I made eye contact with him. I know he was embarrassed and I'm sure he felt bad that I had to clean up his throw up, who knows maybe he didn't care but I was thankful. It was Dom's first time at club, he saw me cleaning up his mess and then 20 minutes later telling him his need for a savior.
I am so thankful the Lord let me do the lowly things so I could later do things that are glorious only because of God's name, what a crazy thing to experience. Please pray for Dom as I still don't know where he stands but I do pray he felt loved and of course he feels better :)
