I
feel like I have to preface this entry by saying, in no way do I consider today
a bad day (and anyone who was part of the changes to my plans should not feel
any guilt or think that I'm feeling negatively toward them).
However,
today's theme seemed to be: roll with the punches.
Absolutely
nothing went the way I thought it would today.
I
brought in some cereal and a coffee cup to work. I had planned to add a little
milk to the cereal and then use the coffee pot in my classroom to have a cup.
(Yes, I should have eaten at home, but I was super tired last night and had
lots of trouble getting out of bed this morning.) The milk I had planned on
using wasn't available and leaving my class long enough to get coffee wasn't
able to happen.
My
lunch time didn't happen as usual. Then when I went to buy a drink to go with
my lunch, they were all out of the size cups I wanted.
I
returned to my classroom with big plans that had to be delayed because the
children had made a large mess with nearly every toy in the room. That's when I
started to really notice that things weren't happening the way I thought they
should.
I
could go on, but you get the idea. Nothing big or life-altering, but just a
series of things not turning out the way I planned. And now here I sit, writing
this entry way later than I had originally intended.
So
today, I believe I served God by being flexible. By keeping a smile on my face
and "not sweating the small stuff". By not allowing myself to decide
that today would be a "bad day" just because things weren't going
according to my plans. By reminding myself that it’s not my will, but His that
should be done.
After
all, I've learned over the years that sometimes when things don't follow my
plans, God is working in my life and amazing things are about to follow.
P.S. As an ultimate culmination of this day, this entry refused to save and
I’m just now posting it a day later.
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