I'm struggling.
Combine by sleep woes with almost EOC stress, spring break is a week too late angst, students who are still on snow days, Christmas vacation, or have already left for summer break ... and well, there's just not enough Diet Coke.
What that means? I'm cranky. But I'm trying. I'm trying to be mindful of where God is working. And I'm trying to find ways to remember that in the midst of the crazy, that He is enough. And I am trying to remember that we just don't know what anyone else is dealing with. My kids don't know that I found out this week that I can't try to sell my house, yet another year ... and that that fact keeps me awake at night. I don't usually know until after the fact, who has a sick parent or a break up, or something that just makes it hard to be 16.
Today, I was reminded of the power my words. It's easy for me to sarcastically mumble to the 8th kid who did not follow instructions and to go further than I meant to reminding students to get on task. I just told my students, "Remember you catch more flies with honey ..." and then realized that I wasn't doing a good job using my words for good.
So, today, I tried. I tried to take time to say "thank you" realizing how little I hear that in my world. I tried to affirm the kid who was on my last nerves for the good I saw him do rather than just say his name for the 8th time for the mistakes I saw him made. I want it to be my goal to say something positive, rather than just joining in the negative. I want to start affirming those who are being someone awesome rather than constantly nagging those who just won't make wise choices. I can set the tone in my room, but more importantly, I can set a thankful, positive tone with my life.
"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be PLEASING in your sight,
O Lord, my rock and my redeemer." Ps. 19:14
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