I was already a bit nervous about going to the high school retreat for school. It’s a two-day, overnight adventure, and I’m a bit more for book reading than adventure. But it’s such a great way to get to know students and play with them instead of being the teacher. So I went to bed…
He called on his way home from fly fishing, Get out the ibuprofen. Putting his foot down on a loose, slippery rock in the river, he twisted his already gimpy ankle. We rarely have conversations during the day that don’t include assessment of our physical bodies. Every morning Matt hobbles down the stairs on stiff…
Yesterday I assigned my beginning Spanish students to make vocabulary flashcards. They kept asking me, What does this mean? What does this mean? I soon discovered the vocabulary list had no English definitions, only the Spanish words. I had given them an impossible task. Oops. Today I shall help these poor students, by providing definitions…
She might have been slightly beyond exhaustion on Saturday morning, after her first two weeks of going back to work and first two days of teaching, when she cracked open the bedroom door and fell weeping into his arms. Can’t sob do sob all sob of this. Head buried in his strong, warm shoulder. He…
This post is a shout-out to my precious grandma friend who has been in rehab for more days than she can count. Diabetic and with recent leg amputation and congestive heart failure, your nights have lasted for what seem like 36 hours, as you try to catch your breath and get comfortable in bed. You told…
This is what it means to serve God. He is the center and has invited us to join in his work. If we play our part along with him, it is beautiful. “For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” (Ephesians…
Dear Church, A decade ago, when you called my husband to be one of your pastors, I felt worried about my kids. Pastors’ kids tend to go bad. I was worried you might treat my kids differently because of their position, maybe set expectations high. And you have. You have loved them more and have…
I’m so stinkin’ tired. I started teaching a Bible study tonight (which I planned before I knew I was getting a job as a Spanish teacher), and tomorrow’s the first day of school, so I’ve been furiously making preparations for that. I might not brush my teeth before I go to bed tonight. At our…
Here is the sequence of events: My heartfelt prayer that God will help me love and show great care for my new Spanish students. Looking in the bathroom mirror the night before the school open house, when I will meet all of these students for the first time. Seeing humongous zit on chin. Horror. The…
My son just started school again, and this I know about him –his favorite subject will be based on whatever teacher is the most fun. If a teacher is boring and fails to have a sense of humor, then Caleb will not like that class, regardless of the content. “Fun” is his simple sorting tool….
It’s a little scary being the new girl, walking into a private school full of teachers and administrators and secretaries and maintenance men. They’ve been laboring here long, and I’ve only put in one week. Who will I be in this place? I tidy the book shelves and make a nifty bulletin board. Hang a…
I don’t know what I love most about this -the fact that he’s fielding questions in prison, his passion for Jesus and the Bible, his ability to quote Scripture off the cuff… It’s 30 minutes well spent.
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