Stepping Out of My Comfort Zone

I stepped out of my comfort zone and volunteered to do something that I wouldn't normally do. It even went better than expected.
Without going into a huge religious theme, I have to first start off by saying that I've just started attending church again within the last few months after a six year hiatus. The church that I've chose to attend is considered a mega church in my area. There are approximately 2000 people that attend the weekend services.
Within the first couple of months, I volunteered to cut out and assemble over 200 donkey puppets. That was quite an undertaking, but I didn't mind because I had a little help and it was something I could do to feel like I was an active member of the church.
About a month ago, I signed up to be a Group Leader during vacation bible school. I figured that since my kids would be attending, I may as well put myself to good use and help out. I later found out at a meeting what being a Group Leader entailed. Before the meeting I assumed (yep, I know what happens when one assumes) that I'd just be leading kids from station to station or helping keep them orderly. Unbeknownst to me, it actually meant that I would be having a group of six 3rd graders that would be in my care during the whole two hours (okay, I CAN handle that part) and that I would be teaching them bible stories and verses and situations for half an hour (okay, I CAN'T handle that part).
I'm more of a behind-the-scenes kind of person. I like to work in the background. And, to top it off, I know nothing about the bible story that we were supposed to be teaching the kids. By nothing, I mean nothing! I read the story over and over and just couldn't comprehend it. I tried to figure out how I could teach (not good at teaching much) children the things they needed to learn.
I fretted and worried and fretted and worried for days. I seriously was beside myself as to what I was going to do. I even wondered if God would strike me down if I called and told them that a replacement needed to be found because I had the swine flu. Hey, whatever works!
I did end up e-mailing the coordinator of the event and explaining the situation to him. I didn't get much of an answer besides to pray a lot and worry little.
At any rate, I showed up for all three nights of VBS. I did falter a little the first night during teaching but I had a wonderful time with my group and I learned a lot myself. The energy and excitement was awesome and I'm pretty sure my group of kids was okay with me.
I had put too much pressure on myself. It all worked out in the end and I'm glad that I actually went through with it.