I Remember Why

Yesterday was such an amazing day! I walked outside and it was not sweltering hot! It was actually cool. A nice overcast sky helped me not to melt into a puddle of sweat as soon as I walked outside. The best part of that story is that it stayed that way the entire day!

Not only was the weather fantastic so were my kids. They were good from the time they came to class til they left. Yesterday was the first time we had no time outs the entire day! NONE! We all sat and read the Bible story, learned our letters, numbers, colors, without any time outs. I was so happy and proud of my class. I prayed and prayed for today to be the same but it was another day.

This afternoon I came home from class and it had been a really hard day. My kids were not bad they were just really wild. My threes were especially wild. I came home and sat down at my computer and just seemed to stare at it for while and then remembered that I had my one on one with little Grace. For a couple of minutes I thought about not going. "I am really tired. I’ve had a long day and could really use the rest." Then I realized that was not me talking. Satan knows that my kids depend on their one on one time each week. He knows how much they look forward to it and he uses my weariness to try to get me not to go. Even though I knew I needed to go and that I was going to go I was still not in the most energetic mood. That was until I got to the playground.

All the kids know that my pink backpack means that I’m taking someone to the gazebo to "play" (they don’t really realize it’s a time for learning because I sneak it in). And all the kids that I take to the gazebo know who goes on what day. I was looking through the sea of beautiful brown faces when this little fire ball in a bright pink shirt and deep purple knickers comes bouncing towards me screaming, "IT’S MY TURN! IT’S MY TURN!" She’s running and yelling as though if she does not get to me fast enough I’m going to either turn around and go home or worse yet take someone else with me. She runs towards me almost as if she is going to bowl me over and then she abruptly stops does the proper greeting, takes my hands and leads me to the gazebo. At that moment I remembered why I got off my chair and out of my house. It does not matter how tired I am or how long my day was, Grace does not care. If I had not come would she understand that I was sleepy? Probably not. She just took a nap and to her the whole world sleeps when she does. All she cared about was that she got to be alone with someone that would hug her and love her, just her. She does not have to compete for the attention during that because she knows it all belongs to her.

I love those moments where everything adds up and I just sit there and go, "I remember why." God has given me so many of those moments here and I thank him for each one. His blessed reassurance that I am here for a purpose and a reason beyond what I will ever know is everywhere I go.

Always remembering,

Sarah