Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Sometimes Life Is Just Too Much To Handle

The first day I taught at a new school I saw a 6th grade student who licked his plate clean and then proceeded to eat his mayonase packet. My heart broke right then and there. He spoke to other teachers about the foster home he was in. He wasn't sure if he wanted to stay, he was having a hard time adjusting. I observed him for a few weeks and prayed for him often. I noticed that he tried to steal extra breakfast meals in the cafeteria. I told him that stealing was not allowed but if he was still hungry, I would bring in extra food for him. He put the food back and stopped stealing. He said that one breakfast was enough. I was later assigned to work with him. He was actually really good for me on most occasions. He would bury his head into my shoulder often as to give me a hug. School was a safe place for him, a place where he could come and be himself. Although he would have a consequence for his choices, my care for him would never waiver. He went through about 4 families while I worked with him. He had trouble behaving at home. The last family he was with told him he'd been with 31 families in his lifetime and no one wanted him. Somehow I knew he wouldn't be with that family long. This week he missed two days of school. The school called to inquire if he was okay. They found out that he had been placed with a new family. Later that day, I felt God talk to me about the fact that sometimes at some point we just have to trust God with people and let them go. I didn't think much about it until I got home later. I was by myself and God seemed to remind me of what He said earlier, that sometimes we just have to let go of others and trust God with them. Then it hit me, my student. He wasn't coming back. The tears poured and I was kind of surprised how powerful they came. Sometimes life is just too much to handle so I'll have to let go and let God handle it for me. I'll have to trust God with my student.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Hug Your Kids Day

Global Hug Your Kids Day is this Monday, July 18! Founder Michelle Nicholes says "I started Hug Your Kids Day, four years ago, in memory of my son, Mark, who died suddenly of brain cancer at age 8 ½ in 1998. He died just 11 days after the doctors thought he just had the flu. He was my first-born. What I wouldn’t give for one more hug with him today." After reading her email I went and hugged my kids right away!

Friday, July 15, 2011

Why I Won't Be Seeing Harry Potter!

Did you go out to see Harry Potter at 12:01 am? I did not and my kids did not. Why? First off Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is a scary title for a kids movie. Second, I get the creeps when I see that haunted guy with a smashed nose on all the movie pictures. As a teacher, I read the first two books, then part of the third book and I stopped reading the series. Why? The books are dark. The first two are designed to bait you into the series and the starting in book three the forces of evil begin to hook you with witchcraft. Harry Potter is witchcraft, yet young kids are reading it all over the world. What happens when you read witchcraft? Well, it has "side effects." Let's just say that you open yourself up spiritually to things that you were previously protected from. I was reading about the side affects of participating in Witchcraft and one of them was "seizures." Believe it or not, one of my very young family members who loves Harry Potter started having seizures. I know too many parents who are very casual with Harry Potter, even spiritual people, who need to know that Witchcraft is against what God teaches.

" There shall not be found among you anyone who makes his son or daughter pass though the fire, one who uses divination, one who practices witchcraft, or one who interprets omens, or a sorcerer, or one who casts a spell, or a medium, or a spiritist, or one who calls up the dead. For whoever does these things is detestable to the Lord." Deuteronomy 18: 10-12

Friday, September 25, 2009

You are special!

While I was at Women of Faith last weekend, they shared a story that seriously gave me goose bumps. There are a few scientists who are finding that when they type a person's unique dna structure into a computer, that it makes a unique song. In other words, God designed you special with your own song inside you and no one else has the same song but you!

Stuff

We have a lot of stuff in America and our nation is so wealthy compared to other countries. I am thinking about going through our stuff and downsizing some toys, clothes etc... My kids have so much "stuff." Does anyone have any great tips on getting kids appreciate a simple life?

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Give it to Me!

I wanted to write that last post on friendship because it seems like everywhere I go moms feel the same way, that it's really hard to make good mommy friends when you have kids.
I was praying about the sitation and God said, Give me your lonliness. Cast all your cares on Him... so I did. Now a week later, I have a new friend. Our younger boys are the same age and my little one is excited that he has a friend too. I think it's his first friend. :)

Friday, May 1, 2009

Friends

What is it about being a stay at home mom and making friends?
When we lived in Texas I had a great friend right when my first baby was born. She was amazing. She has twin girls and we traded off watching kids, had playdates and lots of fun. I had no idea what mommy loneliness was. Then we kind of grew apart.
Then came loneliness. And oh it was lonley. I prayed and prayed "God please bring me a good friend." After a year of praying, God answered my prayers. I met a few friends from my children's mother's day out and my best friend from college moved a few miles down the street from me.
About six months later, we found out God was leading us to MOVE away!
And although I was very excited, my going away dinner was very hard for me to stomach. I had to leave my girlfriends.
So here I am in Connecticut, praying for a friend. A girlfriend. One to call when life is nuts to laugh about the day. One to randomly plan sporadic playdates. It's been almost a year and my prayer is still in the making.
I know one thing, I will be so thankful for this future friend when she comes along!