Well, this post has more to do with love, than God per se. Athough, many would say, me included, that love is God working through us.
I was talking with a mom of a student the other day about what it's like to be a teacher. Of the many things I had to learn when changing careers is that I obviously have a different kind of connection with kids than they do with their parents. But here's the deal - spending so much time with students for an entire school year allows for some really cool connections. But then the school year is over, and they are gone. Some stay in touch, and I get fistbumps from many former students.
I've thought about this a lot over the years, and what I've come to realize is that to be the type of teacher I want to be, with heart, I connect with them the best I can, loving on them, while I have them in class. I have them in my care for one school year, so I give it all I have for that year. And then I start again the next year - giving my heart to teaching them the best I can, so they learn as much as they can, and leading them to be great people too. That's my job, and I wouldn't do it any other way.
To live means I have to love and live with the outcomes. The reason I even bring this up is that some of you may be in a similar boat, even though you may not be teachers. You may be going through something right now, like I was, you may be trying to love but it just isn't happening, or you may be in a good spot, but it comes down to how you, and I, want to live our lives. It isn't easy, and there are days, weeks, or months that may not be what we want, but does that mean we don't be who we are, or don't live the way we want to live?
For me, I don't always love like I should or want to, but I'm striving. I guess that's all I can do, and really pray that I keep loving the best way I can. Now is the time. I have to keep remembering that. I hope you are too.
Blessings to everyone. XO