To be seriously honest, not much has changed in the past few weeks. Students come to school. They learn. They go home. They return. It’s the cycle of school days and learning experiences.
To be SERIOUSLY honest, I think I, Betsy, the director, am learning the most in recent days. I have been learning to listen to that quiet voice of God… sometimes I mistake MY INNER YELLING for His Voice so I am constantly trying to remain in prayer and discern WHAT is God doing, WHERE is He leading, WHAT would He have me to do or to say? Life with Christ is an amazing adventure and I am so thankful to be walking the journey of LIFE in His Way and Truth.
Yesterday (March 3) I, Betsy, had minor surgery to remove a not really small but not worth a skin transplant basal cell carcinoma on my cheek. I did not announce it much beforehand. I didn’t want to be asked “WHERE is it? Can I see it? Oooh Eeew” So I canceled our youngest student for the day and got a crew of others to handle the classroom. I drove myself to the office. Had the procedure and drove back to the school in time to enjoy Tacos on Tuesday ( a regular menu item so come any Tuesday and join us!)
Today, I had a full classroom (THREE students – ages 7,16 and 28) who each had their own glitches to handle. One could not remember the letter R. Another could not remember when or how to use a chair. The other was lost in wonder over a pendulum experiment. I spent much of the morning holding a cold pack on my bandage/incision as I felt rather pained.
But we learned together and eventually, the one remembered how to print an R and spell that word. The other found a chair and SAT on it. And the pendulum student? Well, there is much to be learned in physics and I am praying that happens!
Mostly, I am praying that my staff and I are able to show God’s constant LOVE and LIGHT in the lives of our children. Even when we are feeling pained by a surgical incision or the lack of memory for a word having the letter R, we can still be LOVING and sharing His light. With great JOY I hear my students say, “I MISSED YOU on the weekend”. With great sadness, I hear my students say, “I missed you on the weekend”. For our students, many times the only person listening, really listening to them, is one of the staff here. Families are busy places. Parents are wrapped up in their stuff. But for a few minutes daily, we are able to take time to say, “What are you concerned about? Let’s pray together.” Our students KNOW we are here for them.
In the light of eternity, THAT is what we are meant to be doing.