true purpose
One of my students made me cry today.
In a good way, thank heavens. Honestly, I have not felt totally at "home" in this position yet. Perhaps it is the rocky start I had with some of the parents, the rigorous academic expectations, or how much bigger in size it is. Whatever the case, I just never have felt like I measure up. However, this week it seems God has been consistently granting me little moments of validation. One of the biggest happened today.
Every Friday afternoon the students and I share a time together called "Friday Theme". It changes every week, and for today the kids were asked to bring a show and tell that conveys something they are thankful for. As expected, many of them brought toys, collections of some sort or keepsake items. When it was Tess' turn, she revealed a painting she had done on a large piece of canvas. A picture of me.
I don't remember the exact wording she used as she was explaining the piece of art, but what I do remember is this: "I am thankful that God gave me such a good teacher, who loves us very much and takes care of us."
Moments.
While this job comes with so many other pressures, I MUST hold on most to who I do this for. My heart and soul must be for them and their well being. Put the focus elsewhere and you won't succeed.
