Monday, August 23, 2010
I Was Chosen
I had to stop in my pity-tracks and think...He's right and I need to realize working within my purpose may not always be so warm and fuzzy!
I left for work today feeling better than I had felt all summer. I no longer felt that sense of frustration that taunted the joy of my morning, but I felt inspired and encouraged to do what I have been "chosen" to do!
Upon arrival in the classroom I am teaching in for the summer program, I discovered that, since my departure on Friday afternoon, someone had come in and thrown papers all over the floor. Since the classrooms remain open from 7 a.m. until 1 p.m., this could have happened with little or no notice. And quite honestly, even if someone had noticed, I'm not convinced anyone would have cared enough to stop them. Oh well, I thought, clean it up, and get the room ready for the children who I have been chosen to serve!
This day was unlike any of the previous 15 days of summer school. Today, most of the students said, "Good morning" and meant it! Today, I said, "Good morning" in return and meant it. Today, the 7 students who were absent saved all of us a few headaches. Today, the 10 students who came to school really wanted to do their work and make me proud. Today, I realized that my husband was right, and I was chosen to teach the 10 children who may or may not be so bright, so prepared, or so accustomed to learning. I was chosen to teach. Period. That does not mean I get to choose who or where I teach! I simply must choose to continue to fulfill my purpose!