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Out With the Old and In With the New

Sunday, August 23, 2009

For a teacher, September marks the start of the new year. It's hard to see it any other way. My calendar runs from September to June. The summer months don't need a calendar, or a watch, for that matter. Time simply doesn't exist in the summer.

Summer, for me, ends tomorrow. It's the start of back-to-school meetings. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't sad. My family is my life, and it is painful to have to go back to spending 8+ hours a day away from them. I'd also be lying if I said I wasn't excited. I feel like my batteries have been fully charged. I have so many new ideas and a brand new crop of kids to love.

My goal this year is to sit down at the end of each school day, remember something positive from my day, and write it down in a journal. I want to have a catalog of joy by the time June rolls around.

Now it's time to get some sleep or morning is going to be rough!

One of those days

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

It's one of those days. Everything that could have gone wrong this morning, has.
I was thisclose to being late for work. My students were in charge of chapel today and they all just barely arrived in time for a quick practice. During the actual chapel, one of the microphones echoed, so the most important lines of our skit weren't really heard. And my little guy who was the dad in the play got stage fright and began to cry. It was so sad.

But then a parent brought in Rice Krispy treats and everything felt better.

:)

Not what I wanted to hear.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

I'm trying to keep my cool in the face of adversity.

Romans 13:1 says "Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God."

Sometimes it is so hard, though. Sometimes those in charge of me dangle their superiority over me in such a way that it drives me crazy. I feel like a cat, with a crazed look in it's eye, focused on the piece of yarn.

I am a girl who hates to be told what to do. I don't know why. I just am. I hate when I have ideas of my own and someone over me decides that my way isn't the way to go. There are times like these when the only reason I can come to is that my superior is just brandishing her display of power. It makes me so frustrated that I could cry.

I know that's not how God wants me to be. I know in my heart that I'm supposed to turn the other cheek and submit to authority. I know that His ways are higher than mine and that all we be made right. Eventually. It's just the eventually that gets me.

I'm working through this, though.

Lord, help me to be at peace with the answers that I am given. Help me to not get caught up in the why's and wherefore's that surround the response that has been spoken to me. Help me to just trust that You are working for good in my life. Help me to remember that no one, not even those put in charge of me, can get in the way of the plans you have for me.