My devotional this morning had this verse..."The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands." (Psalm 19:1) It sure reminded me of the sunset the other night at the prayer meeting near the gas station in Milwaukee that was burned. It felt like that sunset was there on Purpose. Do I know that? Not really, but I took it that way. Below is the photo again. It was just an awesome sight.
As I left my mom's place yesterday, I saw a community garden across the street. The flowers caught my eye, so I had to get over there for a few photos. They're below too. And from the take-out Chinese we had, my fortune cookie said, "Listen to what you know, instead of what you fear." That is profound!
I needed more surrender yesterday, and it sure helped. You may know this feeling - bad mood in the morning, and the day continues that way for a while. Something had to change for me, and it did. I listened to the funky song below several times. The singer, Helen Baylor, had a transformation from an addict to a gospel singer many years ago. Listen to that voice! I still ponder the meaning of Jesus and don't know where my faith is with Him, but I do have the faith in God and His transformational power. This is enough for now, as I continue to let things soak in and nourish me in whatever ways they do. After getting over myself and my trivial concerns, it gave me a chance to reach out to others with love to see how they were doing. That felt right.
Today started out well, with a devotional time where I read this: "Sometimes you have to say No, so you can say Yes to God," followed by a nice God moment. I was wondering which Alterra/Colectivo coffee cafe to go to today, since I have tutoring this afternoon at one that is a bit closer to my apartment, but is not my normal location. I decided to go to my normal one, after stopping at a Walgreens, which had "Walking on Sunshine" playing. Yep, I was one of the only customers in the store, and walked with a little hop in my steps as I listened to the song. Am I a goofball?
As soon as I got my mocha (!) at the coffee shop, I ran into another teacher named Barbara (it's so obvious to notice a group of teachers as they meet for planning for the year). She mentioned her daughter is also a teacher who is starting at a new charter school, has been in professional development for a month, and teaches sixth grade math. Of course, my ears perked up. I had to give her my card, tell her about the box project, asked them to visit this website and left her with my book, which talks about teaching math creatively. I sure hope they look it all.
Blessings to you all. Have a great day. XO