Freddy is not a "construction" kinda guy

Well, I am sitting here at the computer in the new sound booth of our sanctuary looking at the newly painted walls, and newly installed lights. Looks great. As I sit here I think about Nehemiah. He was commissioned to rebuild the wall in Jerusalem. I wonder if he was good at building or just good at getting people who were good at building to get excited about his vision. I feel like I haven't done a lot with the renovation of the church (at least not a lot of the physical work). This past Sunday, when everything was going on, I was up at a church in Williamsburg preaching. By the time I got here it already looked like a whole new place. It was amazing to see everyone working together doing their part. It was also cool to see James and others stepping up and leading the charge. Almost immediately after I got hear I was sent to Home Depot to get some supplies. Then when I got back I received a phone call about a problem someone was having. After that I ended up in a very intense make-shift counseling session that lasted almost an hour. I was loving it, but I was also missing out on all the construction stuff. Before I knew it everyone was going home and I still felt like I hadn't done anything. I guess there is a reason for this, that I discovered anew and afresh today. I am not a "construction" kind of guy. I don't know the first thing about anything when it comes to this kind of stuff!
Today I decided that I would take on the project of putting primer on a room that still needs to be painted tonight. Praise God that John Limmer was here, or I never would have even gotten the can of primer open. I am serious. By the time he jumped in to rescue me I had already bent my car key and managed to push down most of the part of the lid where I am supposed to open it (working directly against the desired result). After getting it open, I was ready to start painting, but John explained to me that it needed to be stirred first. So he sent me to his truck to get some of his tools out of the toolbox. The next five minutes were an interesting mix of anxiety and confusion as I move one thing after another in search of the "five in one". The funny thing is that I had actually used one of these before, so I was pretty confident that I would recognize it if I saw it. Well, eventually John realized that I wasn't going to find it and he showed up at the truck to rescue me again. So, long story short, I got the room primered (after Jeremy showed up and helped me), as well as my coveralls, most of my fingers, and my wedding ring. I don't know about Nehemiah, but I think I will stick to preaching, and getting those who are gifted accordingly to "build the wall". I have a feeling that I am one of those people who will create more work than I accomplish :) But that is ok with me....one body many parts. Well, gotta go...the wall builders are coming back for round two in one hour, and I have to go to the big scary Home Depot and ask for help finding a list of things we need for tonight :)