Do you ever forget that all things happen for a reason? I know I do. Because today I was contemplating several of my students, all precious in their own ways, but each irritating to me in a certain way. And I was complaining to myself (and anyone around me) that they drive me nuts and I wish they weren't in my class.
Oops. Bad idea. Because then I remembered that I spend every morning praying over my classroom before my kids ever arrive. And I remembered how I spent the summer praying that the right students would be in my classes. And I realized that if a student is in my class, it's for a reason. So instead of wishing that kid would go away, I should be figuring out why he needs to stay.
Oh to be wiser. It takes me so long to figure things out. At least God is patient, though.
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