New year - New learning
The alarm brought me out of a restless sleep to a new week - a Monday. I lay awake thinking of my day, then jumped up to get the papers done. As I walked, I thought of a quick email I wanted to send before leaving for the day and I went over a few lesson plans in my mind. But there seemed to be a lot of people up early.
My walking routine allows my mind to process many other things at the same time. This is my favourite part of the day. I saw a child in his PJ's saying good-bye to Daddy. I noticed cars warming up their engines in the frigid air. Almost all the houses had light on, yet I kept wondering why so many people were up early? I am usually one of only a few earlyrisers in the neighbourhood. Could I be late? It didn't make sense because I had responded to my trusty alarm clock (but hadn't actually looked at it to see the time.)
It wasn't till I saw Notre Dame high school students emerging that I started to panic. The boy who gave me the time had no idea that I still had twelve papers to deliver and was usually dressing to leave my house at that time.
I had no choice but to finish, my peaceful thoughts now in a jumbled, racing mess. Walking in the house after the time I usually leave for work meant I had to streamline my actions and only do the bottom-line basics.
I did get to school before the students but felt unsettled all day. I taught my lesson on inferring from my morning experience of having visual clues along my walk. The inferring I had done had been wrong until there had been so many clues that I finally had to change my thinking. The truth finally had to be accepted and dealt with.
God in his faithfulness knew that I couldn't have handled the truth well at first. As I gradually processed my lateness, my mind could finally accept and deal with it. I had experienced a peaceful start to a frantic time that couldn't be taken away from me.
I know the new year will have many new things to learn. New truths will sometimes be hard to fit into my rigid thinking. I do know that as I journey each day, I will keep trusting God to be the perfect teacher. I know that he will not give me more than I can process and learn from at one time.
My walking routine allows my mind to process many other things at the same time. This is my favourite part of the day. I saw a child in his PJ's saying good-bye to Daddy. I noticed cars warming up their engines in the frigid air. Almost all the houses had light on, yet I kept wondering why so many people were up early? I am usually one of only a few earlyrisers in the neighbourhood. Could I be late? It didn't make sense because I had responded to my trusty alarm clock (but hadn't actually looked at it to see the time.)
It wasn't till I saw Notre Dame high school students emerging that I started to panic. The boy who gave me the time had no idea that I still had twelve papers to deliver and was usually dressing to leave my house at that time.
I had no choice but to finish, my peaceful thoughts now in a jumbled, racing mess. Walking in the house after the time I usually leave for work meant I had to streamline my actions and only do the bottom-line basics.
I did get to school before the students but felt unsettled all day. I taught my lesson on inferring from my morning experience of having visual clues along my walk. The inferring I had done had been wrong until there had been so many clues that I finally had to change my thinking. The truth finally had to be accepted and dealt with.
God in his faithfulness knew that I couldn't have handled the truth well at first. As I gradually processed my lateness, my mind could finally accept and deal with it. I had experienced a peaceful start to a frantic time that couldn't be taken away from me.
I know the new year will have many new things to learn. New truths will sometimes be hard to fit into my rigid thinking. I do know that as I journey each day, I will keep trusting God to be the perfect teacher. I know that he will not give me more than I can process and learn from at one time.
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