Tell it to Jesus

Are you weary are you heavy laden?
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus,
Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden?
Tell it to Jesus alone.

Tonight my heart is heavy because of a couple of my students who are in danger of repeating the grade. I grieve not because of their failures but the attitudes that seem to be at the core of American "Christian" parents today. I know that as mothers it is our tendency to be soft, to want to hold back the harsh realities of life, but it is our duty to instruct our children, yea hold them over the uncomfortable fires of consequence while they are young. As I parent and teach (and try to teach parents) I am overwhelmed at the phenomenal job my Mom and Dad did with us. Not that we are perfect-far from it ! But we love the Lord and what is right. We want what is good and perfect for our children, not just what is convenient or easy. But I digress. I guess I am asking you to bring these two children (one boy, and one girl who will remain nameless) before the throne of our Savior. I need to spend time on my knees for them and I need reinforcements. Will you pray?
Here are some specific requests:

1. That the children will work hard consistently and see good results in measure with their effort.
2. That Satan will be bound in the homes and decision making concerning theses kids.
3. That I will have the drive to KINDLY stay on their cases and demand their best.
4. That they will know the love of Jesus through my life.

Thanks so much! I love you guys!

Ode to Coffee

How do I love thee? Let me count and see...
Hot, cold, early, late, just so-so, or first rate,
Cappuccino, frapaccino,
Chocolate covered coffee beano,
As I’m sure it’s plain to see, java love has got to me.

So fond am I of my other joe,
My passion I cannot espresso,
This on thing I just must say,
I love coffee a latte.

So swig, swallow, swill and sip,
Go fill your cup and take a nip.
Gulp, guzzle, chug-a-lug,
Hit the bottle, uh, your mug.


Dedicated to Chris who told me I need to write poetry. Unfortunately, the only kind I am able to write (or want to) is not serious but silly! Also for my coworkers, Amy and Charlotte who still may one day enjoy coffee when they grow up!

Kid's Say the Darndest Things!

Today the funniest thing happened. I was at a small shoe store where they sell steel toed boots and shoes looking for some work shoes. (By the way the salesman suggested I might like the steel toes for kicking student! "Better not tempt me," I said) ANYWAY, The man had just given me a pair of shoes to try on and I took my shoe off. Well of course the socks I was wearing are for cuteness not for wicking away the perspiration and even though it was still morning they reeked! Well the little daughter of a family in there, probably 4-5 years old said "Ew! Stinky!" I asked her if she smelled my stinky feet. Her poor mother was horrified! Tee hee. I thought it was funny. So she says to the little girl "That is not nice. You shouldn't say things like that, it's mean. Can you say your sorry?" "But I didn't do nothing!" comes the reply. Priceless. Absolutely priceless.

What a Gorgeous Day!

Today was one of those days that make living in the South so worth it. It was probably close to 75 degrees. The sky was so clear and so blue. A warm wind was wafting clouds that were billowy puffs of white cotton candy. It was a picture perfect day. So of course we had to have a longer recess to soak up the sun. I just hope it doesn't get all frigid and yucky again! Matthew brought me in a "late Valentine's Day present" earlier this week- he had picked daffodils (from our yard thank goodness!). They are still sitting on the table and look pretty fresh. They just scream spring is around the corner! South Carolinian springs are some of the most beautiful I've seen. Our yard is full of daffodils, azaleas, dogwoods and a Bradford pear tree. Things will be green and beautiful very soon.

I Thank God For You

I have come to realize that God has blessed me above what I could ask or think when it comes to friends. Some of you have been my friends since childhood, some not quite so long. But each of you are a special part of my life and I thank God for you. I think of the phrase from scripture "iron sharpeneth iron"- friendship is definitely one of the Lord's most special gifts. You have cried with me, laughed with and at me, exhorted me and loved me. I think that definitely makes you a chocolate chip friend.