I made a blog! Welcome! I plan to use this blog is for the purpose of sharing my various musings about life and probably a whole lot of yummy recipes. I have been wanting to do this for awhile, and now I finally have! Yippee!
In honor of making this blog tonight (though, yes, there were plenty of other things I should have been doing) I wanted to post something. So, I decided to make tea, to you know, get the brain juices flowing. Then, I started thinking about how much I love tea and well, here ya go. A post about how much I love tea. I drink tea as my morning caffeine – a mixture of blueberry green tea and yerbe matte to be exact. It’s rather delightful. In the evenings, however, I prefer peppermint tea. Soothing to the stomach as well as to the soul. And no caffeine.
There’s something about tea that puts me in the reflecting mood. Currently, I’m thinking about my day at school and where the Lord has me. I am grateful for my dear friend Maggie, whom I share this current placement with. Being able to talk with her about life and God whilst at school is a surely a precious gift from the Lord. An answer to prayer.
Today was relatively uneventful as far as school can go. A few days ago I experienced my first fight between two of my male students in my classroom. It was terrifying, I was shaking and also wanted to cry. In that moment I felt so weak! One of my deeply compassionate female students stepped in between them, trying to protect her friends from doing harm to each other. How fearless, she was! I could not bring myself to do the same. I wonder if they realized how much she was sacrificing herself in that moment?
My heart ached for those students after they were removed from my room and suspended for a few days. So much pride and anger welt up inside them, poured out in such an open display of hate. I wept. The Lord has given me such love for these crazy, teenage humans, and it hurts me to see so clearly the immense depravity in their hearts. But that’s the reality for all of us, is it not? I find my own anger and pride welling up frequently, and hardly know what to do about it other than to pray to the God who desires to redeem all. I pray that one day, these students will seek to do that as well.
Being in the public school is hard. Period. There’s politics, drama, budgets, and never ever enough time. Yet, I love it. I wouldn’t be anywhere else right now. I know that loving these students is the mission that God has given me for the time being, and I’m thankful for such an honorable one.
Well, that’s all for now. I’ve procrastinated my large pile of grading for too long in order to share my thoughts with you all. I will leave you with one last picture of tea (above) and another reason I love teaching my high schoolers (below).
Praise God from whom all blessings flow,