Can I just say that I am pumped about going home this weekend! Sometimes you just have those weeks that going home to be loved on by my mom and dad is the ticket. I am really excited to see them. We are going to go to my favorite Thai food place "Sweet Bazil" tonight, sleep in and have a good breakfast.....long quiet time, and then go shopping. Saturday night dad is grilling out. Growing up my dad always would grill out on sat night. I loved it, still do. I love the whole process of getting the fire going, coming in, going back out to check it, coming in, and then back out to put the meat on. We are big back porch people. My perfect sat morning is rocking in our pj's and robes outside while we read our bibles and talk about God. My mom and I are so much alike. We love having deep conversations about where we are at that current time with the Lord. My parents are fun people. You never know when they are going to bust out in dancing or singing. My mom is one of "those" ladies that when a word triggers a song she knows...she will bust out singing. Oh, I can't wait to be home. One of the hardest things I find about being single is the lack of affection we sometimes get. I teach high school kids so there are more high fives than hugs and I don't see my friends everyday due to them not living in the same town. I never had an issue with the lack of hugs in my life till this year. I know now how the older people in my church feel or the people in the nursing homes. How they long to love on someone. I need that this week. My love tank is on empty but I know is a couple of hours it will be full again. You know, that is what I love about teaching. Ever year Father forces me to pour more and more into my students. This is my first year to really "get it". I was telling my mom the other day that I started crying thinking about what an honor it will be to stand at the gate of Heaven and greet many of them. I could just cry now. I hope that my christian station that we listen to all day everyday is filling their eternal souls. This age I teach is in such need of acceptances. We just started their personality projects where we take the personality test and then talk about if they are sanguine, phlegmatic, melancholy, or choleric. They really loved finding out their temperaments and it was pure joy for me to see the ones that feel like they just don't fit.....find a place to fit. I love these kids. I do. They drain me of all energy and get on my nerves but they make me laugh so hard. So if my love tank is a little low, I will be ok as long as it is drained out on them. Oh Father, a beg you to call on each of my students to be yours. MAKE THEM YOUR CHILDREN! USE ME FATHER TO DO WHATEVER IT IS THAT THEY NEED IN ORDER TO SEE YOU. Turn on the switch in their hearts so that they will call out, cry aloud to you. Thank you that you have entrusted these students to me for this one year. Oh father that you would give me boldness to speak when I need to speak... never missing an opportunity to share about you!
Can I just say that I am pumped about going home this weekend! Sometimes you just have those weeks that going home to be loved on by my mom and dad is the ticket. I am really excited to see them. We are going to go to my favorite Thai food place "Sweet Bazil" tonight, sleep in and have a good breakfast.....long quiet time, and then go shopping. Saturday night dad is grilling out. Growing up my dad always would grill out on sat night. I loved it, still do. I love the whole process of getting the fire going, coming in, going back out to check it, coming in, and then back out to put the meat on. We are big back porch people. My perfect sat morning is rocking in our pj's and robes outside while we read our bibles and talk about God. My mom and I are so much alike. We love having deep conversations about where we are at that current time with the Lord. My parents are fun people. You never know when they are going to bust out in dancing or singing. My mom is one of "those" ladies that when a word triggers a song she knows...she will bust out singing. Oh, I can't wait to be home. One of the hardest things I find about being single is the lack of affection we sometimes get. I teach high school kids so there are more high fives than hugs and I don't see my friends everyday due to them not living in the same town. I never had an issue with the lack of hugs in my life till this year. I know now how the older people in my church feel or the people in the nursing homes. How they long to love on someone. I need that this week. My love tank is on empty but I know is a couple of hours it will be full again. You know, that is what I love about teaching. Ever year Father forces me to pour more and more into my students. This is my first year to really "get it". I was telling my mom the other day that I started crying thinking about what an honor it will be to stand at the gate of Heaven and greet many of them. I could just cry now. I hope that my christian station that we listen to all day everyday is filling their eternal souls. This age I teach is in such need of acceptances. We just started their personality projects where we take the personality test and then talk about if they are sanguine, phlegmatic, melancholy, or choleric. They really loved finding out their temperaments and it was pure joy for me to see the ones that feel like they just don't fit.....find a place to fit. I love these kids. I do. They drain me of all energy and get on my nerves but they make me laugh so hard. So if my love tank is a little low, I will be ok as long as it is drained out on them. Oh Father, a beg you to call on each of my students to be yours. MAKE THEM YOUR CHILDREN! USE ME FATHER TO DO WHATEVER IT IS THAT THEY NEED IN ORDER TO SEE YOU. Turn on the switch in their hearts so that they will call out, cry aloud to you. Thank you that you have entrusted these students to me for this one year. Oh father that you would give me boldness to speak when I need to speak... never missing an opportunity to share about you!