After alarm clock and three miles and hot oatmeal and driving, I enter.
I enter to serve them.
These sixty-two bodies with souls and hearts and brains, eager to find out who they are and where they fit.
They, the in-betweens. The not-child, not-adult humans- they fill the halls with laughter and grumbling and... life.
My list of jobs is long, ever-growing, and I am weary with the keeping up.
I seek solace and silence and... sitting.
If only for a moment.
And as soon as it's found, it's broken. That silence I crave, shattered.
One, a young
Young girl flies in at bell's ring, arms waving with joy and greeting.
Students working, not a sound, finally...silence.
Precious young lady full of life and bright future bounces in and stands near. I smile and hear. Future words- college, marriage...fear. Open.
And shamefully, I feel it again... interruption.
What is this disease that gnaws at me, leaving me for dead?
And my heart is hard.
My spirit grumbling.
My soul dry.
But I remember grace. My ever-growing seeking of the beautiful in the ugly.
And I breathe.
Lord, show me the gifts here.
Open my eyes.
And then I see them- the lovely, God-given moments of grace.
The ambling, the waving, the words- not interruptions- but blessings!
Those that God sends my way to bring joy in the midst of the everyday.
I've become a refuge. A place of safety to share joys, dreams, smiles.
This is what it's all about.
This is why I'm here.
To invest life and love into hearts and souls.
To bless others!
Lord, crush my ever-present need to gratify and glorify self.
Keep my eyes wide open, looking for grace in the everyday moments...
#139- silly thirteen year old girls
#145- celebration of small victories
#146- kindergarten school at Chickfila
#151- aroma of pizza in the oven
#157- thunder in early morning
#167- faithfulness of a dog
#179- books finished and books begun
#184- warm blankets
#187- sun's glow on moss-covered trees
#192- crunch of pine bark under birds' feet
#124- freshly-opened peanut butter