Friday, November 12, 2010


On Friday, one of my students, Merep, had a major melt down. Not exactly sure why, I went and talked to him. After hugging him for a few minutes and letting him just cry it out, I asked him what was wrong. His response was, have you ever been so upset you just want to scream. Being confused by his comment, I asked if another student has said something mean or hurt him in any way. He response was no, I just miss my dad. Then I asked him if his dad was away on business, to my surprise, he told me that his dad had died this summer. I would have never guessed this. Merep always comes to school happy with a smile on his face. He is not a straight A student, but his grades are pretty good. I would have never know. I was so shocked by what he had said that I wasn't exactly sure what to say. But by the grace of God words just started coming out of my mouth. I have no idea where they were coming from at the time, but God had given me the words to say. After we talked for awhile I prayed with Merep and I will continue to pray for him. It is never easy to lose the ones we love. But God knows exactly what we are going through. He sent is Only Son down to this earth and He watch Him die, so that is could save the lives of all us sinners. That is amazing love right there. After words, I was thinking about my conversation with Merep, and made me think of The Little Princess, when she say the poem My daddy has to go away, but he'll be back some other day. Well I reworded the poem a little and applied to God and His second coming and it goes like this: My Daddy had to go away, but He'll be back some other day, to take me home where I belong and I will live with Him the rest of my lifelong. God is preparing a home for me right now in heaven and one day he going to come down and bring back to heaven with him. It will be a great day, we will be reunited with the loved ones we have lost, but most importantly we will get to see Jesus and what a great day that will be. "When we all get to heaven, what a day of rejoicing that will be, when we all see Jesus we'll sing and shout the victory."

Thursday, November 4, 2010

When there is nothing to do...

So last night another SM, Karie and I were sitting around with really nothing to do. It was almost 10 and we were both really just to tired to get up and go to bed. I was trying to write a friend back an email not really sure what to say, so I asked Karie what she thought, and she began to talk and I began to type. However we did not come up with an email response, but rather a letter that I am going to give to my future husband one month before the wedding and here is what the letter says:

November 3, 2010 – 9:53 p.m.

My Dearest Love,

Have you bought a house yet? I was thinking we should get married next month. We really would need a place to live under short circumstances. So you really should get on with your house buying. I prefer a lime green interior. And for the exterior I am thinking hot pick on the north and west wall, and pale orange on the east and south. As much as you dislike purple, I insist that every door be painted purple that my heart will be happy and we can live together happily ever after. If you don’t mind me asking, please remove all the windows from the house. After my experience in Palau, I prefer the open air feeling a screen provides. There doesn’t need to be any closets in the house as nail will do just fine to hang our clothes on. I highly suggest tearing a hole in the roof also, as to provide a way of escape for the smoke. I suggest this whole be near the kitchen. Um let’s see, the table needs to have three legs not four, as this prevents any possibility of wobbling. You know how I don’t like my tables to wobble. To finish it off, I demand 100% see through curtains. If for any reason these specific and highly important demands are not met, I am afraid the marriage must be called off, because it is clear that you are not Mr. Right. But then again I have always gotten my right and left confused.

Sincerely, with the deepest kind of synthetic love


Monday, November 1, 2010

Teaching Without a Voice

I discovered as a teacher you get sick a lot more often and stay sick longer. My three week cold had developed into laryngitis on week four. I woke up one Tuesday morning not being able to talk. I thought to myself. Oh, great how am I going to teach 21 4th graders in this high pitched soft squeaky voice. I managed to make it through the first day. My students just had to be super quiet, listen very carefully and there was a lot of busy work. So I woke up on Wednesday hoping and praying my voice would be back. But it was even worse than the day before. Once again the Lord had blessed. Corey, the gym coach, came and taught Bible and English. Karie, the 5B teacher came in a taught Science and Reading during her free period. The rest of the day class was taught by me with my whistle to get their attention and writing the instructions on the chalkboard. Thursday luckily was a half day. With the help of Corey and Karie I was able to make with through another day. The Lord had really blessed that week, because there is no way I would of been able to teach and make it through those days without Him. It was great, cause even my trouble makers stepped and stop listening and helped get the class quiet. The Lord shows His presence many times even when you are not looking.