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just when we think we have it bad...someone has it worse...

i feel perplexed, agitated and dumbfounded all in unison. man i am utterly and solely selfish and selfcentered. entirely. i have no right to complain about anything.

i was just informed of a divorce which is happening in my class. my heart breaks. my heart yearns and cries out to God shouting..."why would you do this?! she's a child."

the details (in moderation) are a messy one. it's not like a simplistic (oxymoron) divorce, where one parent slips away into oblivion. but that of namecalling and humiliation, egos, retaliation and the like. and these innocent babies are being used against their will and knowledge.

the day before yesterday, this father came to pick up (the details are sketchy) the oldest girl for lunch. i think the girl in my class thought she was going too, and when confronted with the opposite, exploded into hysterics. grasping her father for life and love and fear. fear of abandonment i assume. all the while, the entire school has witnessed this situation.

10 minutes after these events...i am greeted from her with a smile and a squeeze. and i, stand oblivious to this situation until i was informed later.

this angel, every morning, wears a smile and has one to spare. contemplating this over in my mind, i know i am that form of stability she is not receiving at home. i am a familiar face who loves to give hugs, but even more to receive them. (last year, i had a boy who told me "i was soft like a pillow".) i take pride in my profession and am committed everyday to make sure each student feels love and acceptance. however, the return is much greater, and much undeserved.

this little precious girl is why i do what i do. i have no doubt that the realities god has brought to me with my own life recently, coincide with these horrific details of these girls. and others who are yet undiscovered. god is funny that way.

the reality is this, god uses our weaknesses as our strengths. he equips us for situations and obstacles to define our character and person. what a calling. my challenge: to live a life pleasing to god, alongside setting a example to these formable minds and hearts.

in 26 years i think i have found my passion. pray with me about decisions in my future which may upset the realities i hold familiar. join me as i pray on the decisions which may lead me to what i was designed to accomplish.

if you would like to pray specifically for this family, call me and i can give you a name to avoid the generality in prayer.