This little picture just brings so much comfort and joy into my heart. There is nothing like the simple yet momentous promises from God that really make you feel special. God has been pouring out blessings from every corner lately and they are coming so fast I almost can't take a deep breath and focus on one for even a moment.
Yesterday morning I had a little Legacy reunion ( my last bible study group ) and I was so amazed at how much God has been working in all of our lives since we last parted. It was so nice to be in Suzanne home again ( she is thee best hostess and caretaker ever! ) ( She is the Pastor's wife so that might have something to do with it. haha ) Anyways, we had a lovely breakfast and we all prayed over each other and laughed and carried on like little girls. I love moments like that- when you feel this unbelievable peace and contentment in the presence of godly women.
So much has gone on that I'm just really in awe of how well everything is going- and even if it isn't....I still see God's hand in it so I guess it doesn't really count. :) I recharged my spiritual batteries and reading Our Daily Bread everyday...I really couldn't be any happier. Here is a little monthly To Do list or Gratitude List whatever you want it to be that I wrote this weekend. You can print your own from A Holy Experience. Enjoy!
Lord, thank you for all your promises and the blessings that you've given me this week. This week was a stressful at work with four other teachers gone but your grace got me through the week and what a blessed weekend it has been. You reminded me I'm here for you, I'm working for you and that only you can satisfy my needs. Father, you are so precious. The way you love me as your child and find joy in giving me these gifts. Thank you for my church family, for my workplace and the children of this preschool, for my encouraging fiance and my wonderful family. Thank you Lord. You are so good. Thank you for fulfilling the desires in my heart.
There is a little boy in my preschool who's blonde hair swishes over his grey eyes whenever he moves- as cute as a three year old can be. As sweet as his smile is, there is a deep hurt no one can touch except God himself. He lashes out at his peers, pitches fits, tests his teacher's patience and can barely close his eyes during nap time without moving uncontrollably. Another little boy asks him to play and he lashes out with deep pain and whimpers, screeching..." don't talk to me, please don't talk to me!"
I've learned that this little boys motherdied of brain cancer last week. I literally heard my heart give a little throb and thud to the ground ). I see him on the playground crying and begging for mommy and daddy. The teacher hugs him and asks him questions, prays with him and over him, giving him more hugs in between sniffles. It was time for my morning break and as I leave the playground clasping the gate behind me I clench my fists and grind my teeth trying not to cry over what I had just witnessed. Confusion, hurt and anger from what I have no direct experience or right to even talk about. The first experience I had with death was the death of a church family friend whom I spent time with for a several months going to Disney land and listening to Frank Sinatra records. She was happily married, two kids my age and a godly woman beyond belief. I cried for days and was confused as to how someone could be here one minute and then gone in an instant. I tried to remind myself not to mourn but to be joyous, for my sweet friend Tammy was now in the arms of Jesus and could no longer feel pain. But it hadn't become real to me and I still didn't grasp it. I was 19. He is 3. My heart breaks for his family and especially his dad. I can't imagine trying to comfort my 3 year old son and trying my best to answer why mommy isn't here and where she is.
Thankfully, we work in a Christian environment and we can openly talk about Jesus and heaven. I've only been studying child development for 2 months- I know absolutely nothing on how to deal with this issue. My heart is so heavy for this child and I can't help but hope he is constantly in prayer and constantly being adored. What kills me is that I know he is smart enough to see that all the teachers say hi to him in a different way even when they try not to. I know he knows his mom is in heaven but doesn't know how to communicate his feelings or aggressions. I'm praying that God will protect his family and bring peace and comfort into his little heart. We take advantage of so many things in our lives. We thank God for so many things...but do we really thank Him? We were put on this earth to glorify and praise Him. Let's do that. Life is short. Let's be thankful and bless those around us who are in pain. God bless this child.
I am leaving you with a gift-peace of mind and heart! And the peace I give is not fragile like the peace the world gives. So don't be troubled or afraid.