One semester down

Well, I have finished teaching my first semester of kindergarten, and I have so many thoughts and feelings about it that I struggle to decide where to begin. It has been a whirlwind for sure. The last day of school before Christmas break was a long anticipated day, yet when it finally came and went, I literally drove away from my school with an uneasy feeling. Much thought to follow in the hour in the car I had ahead of me. I headed toward Stillwater where I would spend the evening with good friends and then get in a van to head to Colorado to go skiing. That is where I find myself today, sitting in a lovely condo in the mountains in beautiful Breckenridge, CO. I sit in front of the fire with tired legs after a day full of skiing, taking in the greatness of all that our God has created and loving watching how people are enjoying it. Whether they know it or not, they are a part of something huge...we all are. And in that, I see so much.

Am I making a difference in lives of my students? Do they know how much I love them? Have I taught them enough? Will they be ready for 1st grade in only a few more months? As I left school on Friday for our two week break, I felt uneasy. I have all these questions running through my mind. And honestly, I think I know the answer to the questions. We did what we needed to do. No, it was absolutely not perfect, but they learned, and I surely did. We made progress, but I think that I just felt funny about it because it was just not everything that I had ever hoped and dreamed. I am definitely relieved that one semester is done. There will certainly never be another like it. And in short, I'd say I am pleased.

Some lessons learned: be strict from day one, be consistent, have explicit expectations, procedures procedures procedures, plan plan plan, differentiate, movement, small groups.

So there it is. One semester down. Tired. Needing rest. Reflective. And in it all, I think about how God is working things out. He has this huge plan that is so much grander than anything I can think of. It's a truth that I must cling to. When the days are hard, I know I have to hold to the promise that God is always with me, working it out for good. There is purpose. My life is His. Whether I love where I am or not, I have to live as a servant of the Almighty King. And what better time of year than now to remember about living a life of surrender to the One who became flesh that He might save us. God found Mary faithful and used her to bring about the most amazing plan of all. May He also find me faithful, and find me fit to use even more to further His love in this world.

Let us all surrender our lives to the One who knows best, the One who will make something out of what we see as nothing, the One who turns hardship into victory, and the One who created the majestic mountains to let us see Him. Praise You, Lord, for You alone are worthy.