Boy, oh boy. Some days it doesn't take much to knock the wind right out of my sails. I woke up this morning with the hymn "Heaven Came Down (and Glory Filled My Soul)" playing in my head. Where that tune came from, heaven only knows (yeah, probably it was heaven sent). I came to school with that song in my heart and actually sang a verse and a chorus with some of the teachers in our morning meeting. What a way to start the day! Everything was going just swell until I got some news that saddened me about a couple of students, and all the glory that had filled my soul since the morning flew right out the window. After lunch, I was not much good at the church staff meeting, because the news had my head spinning. As I walked up the sidewalk back to my office around 2 o'clock, I tried to recapture the joy that song had given me in the morning. I prayed one of those "Help me, Jesus!" prayers since there was really nobody else to dump my burden on, and what came to me was this thought:
Having said that, I think I am better now. (Thanks, Mom and Dad, for all you did to help me get to know God. Nothing else you've done shows me how much you love me than the sacrifices you made to introduce me to my Creator and Savior.) |
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