Snow on the 13th of May...I know I've seen snow later in the year than this, but it doesn't make me like the idea any more than I did this morning when I had to scrape the ice off my windshield. It was nearly 20 degrees yesterday, and it's supposed to be up there again by Friday. What kind of plan is this?
It can be so hard to remember that there is a Master, and a plan. When nothing makes sense, when nothing goes right, when no one cares...those are the times when we grow stronger in Him. I have to remind myself that everything is in his hands, and my right isn't always correct. I count the things I do have, the people who love me. Life isn't designed to be easy, but there are sure days when it seems a lot harder than it needs to be.
It feels like I teach two separate days each day. With my older students in the morning, a prep period three and then lunch, it can be hard to get my head around coming back in the afternoon for my younger classes. It sometimes feels like I accomplish so much in the morning, and then the afternoon classes just rip that away. Really, if I wanted to be pulling teeth, I would have gone into dentistry, and be making much more money than I am now!
But it's not about the money. I can only hold out hope that some of these students will not be completely turned off of the class by the hooligans who are forced to be here. If life were easy...
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