Some days it’s hard not to let the little things get you down.
The snide remark that one of your kids shoots at you due to misdirected teenage angst, the e-mail reminding you that one of your brightest students got expelled due to behavioral issues, the fact that when you turned on your car to commute through a snow storm you were reminded that you don’t have heat and that you would be sitting in 12 degrees for the next 45 minutes…
It’s been a rough week around these parts and I admit that I’m guilty of letting things like this get me down. And yes, sometimes I’m guilty of making my home at the crossroads of Cynicism and Snark, instead of abiding with my Father as I have been called to do.
But just when the enemy begins to make me feel guilty, like I am subpar, both as a teacher and human being, it is then that I am reminded that God is there in the little things.
He is there when I roll my eyes at my students and when I cry out to him in my freezing car, sobbing because I feel like a failure for losing one of the students with whom I am closest.
He was there both when I opened my empty refrigerator this morning and when I was blessed by a complete stranger with a box of groceries and a King Soopers gift card this afternoon.
God is with me.
And as I sit in my empty classroom early on a Friday evening with the muffled sound of my students laughing at the movie they are watching in the next room, I am reminded that He is here in the little things. This is His ministry and things are all playing out just as they are meant to, both here and in my non-work-related-life (Ha! As if I have one of those…).
I serve a beautiful Creator who is always with me and within me, and for that I am grateful.
Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you?”
(1 Corinthians 3:16)