Today was back to business. School flew by, nothing outlandish happened, and for me that's an accomplishment. I actually was greeted at the door of my room by a friend this morning who inquired about my Thanksgiving by asking, "What? It was good? Nobody hurt, sick, or dying in your house?"
THAT is just how this year has gone. If things are going right, then something must be wrong... we just don't know about it yet.
So, I made it through the day entire day and I was trying to make it out the door before my luck turned when a boy who I don't recognize as one of my students approaches. I'm thinking he's lost, I'll just send him on his way and be gone, but no.
"Hi, Mrs. Kelly. I was wondering if you'd be able to speak at FCA (Fellowship of Christian Athletes) on Thursday?"
Gulp. "Um... This Thursday?"
"Yes."
"And today is Tuesday?"
"Yes."
Wow, that's some kind of notice. And it escapes before rational thought has even been processed, "Sure, I can do that."
See, I was totally caught off guard. For the last three years, I've been asked really at the very end of the school year. I figured, teachers get asked in order of likability, wisdom, athleticism all of which I'm not in the top ten for, so to the end of the list I go. So, being asked before Christmas break almost made me choke on my own spit.
What in the world am I going to speak on?! Last year, funny enough, I spoke on the I Peter passage about trails, detailing some of my own that had happened between December and when I was speaking in late April. Here's the short version.
December 22, 2007 -married (GOOD)
January 22, 2008- bi-lateral pneumonia (Bad! hospital one week, out of work for four weeks)
February 2008- all of us have strep (not good)
- my fairly new tires shred, leaving us stranded a ways from home (stressful)
March 2008- Husband struck in a hit and run accident. Car totaled. (terrible)
April 2008- I sprain my ankle, end up in walking boot (not fun).
And honestly, there were a few more things in that list, but really, you get the point. So, I went through that list to say, not that I'm a martyr, but that bad things do happen to Christians. We live in a fallen world, and were not promised an easy life. Then I did focus on the blessings and the way God had shown himself through all that mess.
I just don't think I should continue on that message. Although, after having hyperemesis, I sure do feel the trial theme continuing. After all, not every pregnant woman looses 25 pounds in the first four months of pregnancy due to excessive up-chucking! Not every woman needs a picc line just to get IV fluids every night or a medicine pump for a constant flow of anti-nausea medicine. I think if I mention any of that, the students will officially rename me Mrs. Job.
So, pray that I can pull something together and pray that there aren't anymore disasters added to this list for 2008. We're good for this year. (NO, I'm not tempting fate!).
P.S.- Leave some comments if you have any ideas! Or condolences for such a rough year.
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Christmas! People love Christmas. Or how to survive your parents during Christmas vacation. Or how to share your life like the sermon about Nora.
I got this in an Advent devo email this morning:
Read: Isaiah 2:10-22
"The haughtiness of people shall be humbled,
and the pride of everyone shall be brought low;
and the LORD alone will be exalted on that day."--Isaiah 2:17
There's a big difference between Christmas lite and Christmas light.
Christmas lite is the "holly, jolly Christmas" crooned in departments stores and celebrated on Wall Street. It attempts to camouflage the hard realities of life with tinsel and twinkling lights. It places no demands on us and makes no lasting difference.
Christmas light calls for a radical change in behavior and makes a profound difference in our world. It illuminates our darkness by affirming that Jesus was not born in Bethlehem to make the darkness more manageable, but to expose the darkness and lead us into the light. The gospel is not the cozy, sugar-coated story of a baby who came to make nasty people nice, but the shocking story of the God who came to make all things new. Followers of Christ do not settle for Christmas lite---a culturally comfortable, Charles-Dickens-feel-good nostalgia for Christmas past---but become Christmas light---the light that exposes the darkness and leads us into a future that shines with the light of Christ.
In the fading of the starlight
We may see the coming morn;
And the lights of men are paling
In the splendors of the dawn;
For the eastern skies are glowing
As with lights of hidden fire,
And the hearts of men are stirring
With the throbs of deep desire.
(Henry Burton, 1840-1930)
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