God is Good

Two of my students and their moms came to my church this morning. They liked it and want to come back with their husbands. I am filled with joy because I have felt so welcome and loved at this church and I pray that they will too. And if they stay, I get to see two of my favorite students every week. :)

Details Count

This is from the "Cinderella story" that one of my boys wrote:
She felt sad and needed to sleep in the dark, dark, dark, room but on the side of the top there was a little window and in front of her house and farther and farther there was a town and there was a castle filled with love.
Isn't that poetic?

Sometimes I think I need to do big and important things. But today I went to one of my kid's baseball games and talked with his mom and ended up inviting her to church and knew with such certainty and joy that for two hours that was exactly where I was supposed to be.

Did I Love Them Enough?

We had the placement meeting this morning. This is where the 2nd grade teachers get together and place the students into the classes that they will be in for 3rd grade. I understood that I have to give these kids away to a new teacher, put them into the hands of another person. My heart is screaming, "but these are my kids!" I suppose three first grade teachers are giving up their kids to me, too. I hope that I enjoyed them enough. I hope that I loved them and showed them the world and gave them tools and empowered them. I hope that they will somehow be better people because of this year, even if they can't remember anything about 2nd grade when they are 28 years old. I feel sad for so many things that I did wrong this year, for so much that I didn't teach them, for so many times that I became angry and annoyed with them. I hope the good outweighed the bad. They will always be my first class. They have grown so much this year.