The Journey

I realized this every year about this time, but never fully accept it because of high expectations of myself and my students. I struggle, sweat, push, worry, cry, lose sleep, over-work myself into some crazy person to make sure my students are ready for 2nd grade. 
I saw inside the journey today and was pleased and proud as students read to other students and had a discussion about the Main Idea! When students struggling to read all year, sounded out words and read books they’ve never read before.
What a proud moment! A Teacher, yes! But more than that, their other mother, supporter, cheerleader, pastor, doctor, dentist, psychologist, hair dresser, etc. ME!
Though I may never see their full success. I know that I walked this journey with them and I gave it my all! To my students: I love you and I love being your Teacher!

Bonded

God puts together the most unlikely people to share his eternal blessings. Who has God put in your path? Whether they’re physically or mentally in your path, you are bonded, eternally bonded!

The Story:

I serve in our Kidz program at church (Revolution Church, NC)  every third Sunday. This particular Sunday, a little boy, Logan, attended with his dad.  It was his first Sunday at our Church and his first Sunday at any Church, since his mom didn’t take him to Church at all where they live.

When his dad brought him up to kidz, he was crying and didn’t want to come into the room.  I was given the opportunity to assist his dad and Logan into our Kidz service. Not sure what to do, I lead them both into the room, showed them around and found out which center Logan liked to play in, Legos.

We sat down, even dad, and began to play.  Logan stopped crying and began a conversation about what he was building.  After dad notice Logan was calm, cool and collected, he decided to leave us and attend the adult service.  Logan still wasn’t sure he wanted to stay, but we told him he couldn’t take the Legos with him and I promised to be with him the whole time.

We worshipped through singing, reading and praying.  We ate snack and made a craft. It was then time for parents to pick up their children.  When Logan’s dad came, he didn’t want to go with him. He wanted to stay with me. We had bonded.  We had created a friendship; an intentional, eternal seed had been planted in both of us by God.

Logan lives in another state but when he comes to visit his dad, he makes sure I’m going to be at church and I make sure I’m serving in kidz (even if it’s not my Sunday) so I can spend time with him.  God has bonded us together purposely, intentionally. I’m not sure why, but God does. And I’m ok with that!