I woke up this morning feeling spread thin and empty - something I've been feeling for quite a few weeks now for more reasons than one. I was drawn to open a Max Lucado compilation of inspiration and biblical truths. I desperately needed some Jesus time and perspective on where my life, mundane and empty as it has felt, is headed. And I read about I am.
- "I am the bread of life." John 6:48
- "I am the Light of the world." John 8:12
- "I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved." John 10:9
- "I am the good shepherd." John 10:11
- "I am the Son of God." John 10:36
- "I am the resurrection and the life." John 11:25
- "I am the way, and the truth, and the life." John 14:6
- "I am the true vine." John 15:4
- "I AM WHO I AM." Exodus 3:14
And I realized, because Jesus is, he knows.
"Jesus knows how you feel. You're under the gun at work? Jesus knows how you feel. You've got more to do than is humanly possible? So did he. You've got children who make a 'piranha hour' out of your dinner hour? Jesus knows what that's like. People take more from you than they give? Jesus understands. Your teenagers won't listen? Your students won't try? Your employees give you blank stares when you assign tasks? Believe me, friend, Jesus knows how you feel."I have students that won't try. I have students that won't listen. I have students that give me blank stares when I assign tasks. And Jesus knows how that feels. Jesus knows how that feels because while he is the way, and the truth, and the life, the shepherd and the vine, He is also my teacher. And friends! How many times has he tried to teach me and I have not tried!? Friends! How many times has he spoken to me and I have stared blankly? How many times has he tried to assign me tasks and I ignore his commands!? Yet he loves me. He loves ME. He is patient with me. He shows me kindness and gentleness and patience when I can't write my name on the paper. He shows me kindness and gentleness and patience when I can't perform the simple tasks or think for myself. When I look at what is in front of me and I feel overwhelmed or things seem too hard, I run to him, tapping his arms, repeating his name, begging for help and answers, sometimes calling on him to just do it for me..whatever "it" may be. Though I am undeserving, He turns to me still, with kindness, gentleness, and patience. He does not become angry. He does not become frustrated. He does not become overwhelmed. Instead, He answers my cries, he gives me the answers, he carries my burdens, and he teaches me. He is I am.
And I am not. But with Christ in me, I will continue to strive to love my students with the kind of grace and mercy I am given every day - even in those moments when my deep breaths carry heavy burdens of stress and impatience and end-of-my-rope frustration. And in those moments, I pray that when I breathe in, I breathe in the love that God has showered on my life, and when I breathe out, that same love is felt from every seat in my classroom.
I am a teacher, but I am still learning from mine for a lifetime.
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