I went to Taylor for the History majors senior banquet tonight. It was quite an encouraging and inspiring evening, overall. I'm so thankful I've gotten to be a part of the history department at Taylor. Even though they're old school with the whole Senior Comps thing, the professors are definitely quality and I've always felt like they've supported and believed in me and wanted me to succeed in wherever God is leading me. I had to get to Upland pretty quick after school let out and had to drive back to Indy, but it was worth it.
I've been getting so emotional lately, especially when people talk about God always bring with you, not fearing the future, being a light, and being hope... and when I think about my students. I thought I had problems, and then I met my students. I finally lost it on the drive back. After being two months of existing in the "real world," where teachers are overcome with cynicism, children lose their innocence too fast, people are replaced by assessments, and just when you give your heart to people you have to leave them, I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner. Every time I go back to Taylor and see people there I get a bit thrown off, and it was a stressful day at school. I'm sure this was part of it, too. Amidst a caffeine rush, questioning my effectiveness and purpose in the schools, and tears for the pain I see everyday, I found an ounce of peace and that was enough. I am where I am and it is good. "I gave them to you." I am hope in a dark world. It is hard, but in my weakness, He is strongest. Let that be enough.
--- Let this world know me by Your love ---