One thing I vowed to myself not to do once I got over here was to make life here seem like nothing ever went wrong or that everyday was perfect. Trust me, as much fun as I am having, as much as I am enjoying the life God has granted me here, I still have plenty of days where I get weary and live completely in the flesh. Today was one of those days.
I woke up late because instead of hitting snooze, I turned my alarm off thinking I would get up in a few minutes. An hour later I woke up and it all started from there. I had a headache most of the day. I couldn't stop sweating once I got to school. And I couldn't stop believing the lies I was being fed. I wasn't good enough, no one really liked me, and what the heck was I trying to do, teaching choir? I felt pouty most of the morning and although I made it through Choir with a smile, I wanted to go back to my desk and cry. Looking back, I was exhausted and if I'm completely honest, I was in such a rush I didn't have time to do a good devo before I left for school. I don't know about you, but those morning devotions and time with God make a huge difference.
Of course He showed up like He always does. I had just mentioned to a friend that I was feeling kind of crappy today and then literally moments after I returned to my desk, one of my students came into my office and gave this to me:
Her favorite class is Choir. She really likes me. She put on the envelope that she loved the fact that I did devotions with them before class.
And God knew I needed this exactly at the time it was received.