Warning: Rambling post started before 6 AM on a holiday (AKA even later bedtime than normal the night before)
Today is May Day. A holiday fully celebrated in Germany. I don't really know the details of the holiday other than in typical German fashion they were up late last night driving tractors around town to get stuff set up. Today there will be music and dancing and food and drinks shared by our little village. It is a very cool thing. I wish I knew more about it.
School is out on May Day. Which means the first question asked of us yesterday afternoon was, "Do we have a bedtime tonight?" With 3 of our girls, and 2 dorm friends leaving for soccer at 5:30 AM we didn't want to let everyone stay up too late. I could spend hours trying to explain the value of sleep and how one day they will all be sorry that they didn't sleep more when they had the chance. However we know the thrill of staying up late AND not having to work on homework, so we pushed normal bedtime back an hour; asking everyone to be upstairs by 11 and in bed by 11:30. This was of course stretched to the last minute and I was opening doors and giving my best "teacher glare" after midnight. I'm pretty sure after getting an apology from one room of giggly girls I simply looked at them and just growled, "Sleep."
Why on earth is all of this random information being put into a blog post? Maybe because as I was starting work on breakfast burritos at 4:30 this morning I had a teeny tiny quarter life crisis moment. Or maybe because I drank diet coke at 4:30 to help me wake up enough to be a safe driver and now I can't go back to sleep.
As I scrambled eggs and assembled the breakfast burritos this morning I started laughing at myself. You see, at age 24 I was up before the sun, making breakfast and preparing to drive my stick shift church van sized vehicle to drop off "my girls" at the school for a soccer trip. I am a soccer mom to teenage girls. At 24. (and a half...) This is so not where I imagined myself being at this point in my life.
I have learned so much about myself and about God in my time here so far. You see, while this may not be where I ever could have dreamed up being, it is SO where God has me. He is shaping me and challenging the sin in my heart and that is a painful, but fantastic thing.
As I hugged my girls and told them, "Win all the sports things. Play good," (It was 5:30AM...I cannot be expected to know what sports words belong to the soccer world at 5:30AM) I realized how full my heart was. The day to day frustrations can leave me with tired eyes, but the hugs before a game and the, "I'm proud of yous," when they get home are what leave me with a full heart.
Will you pray with me as I continue on this journey? Will you ask that God would continue to challenge my heart to love each student well?
Today is May Day. A holiday fully celebrated in Germany. I don't really know the details of the holiday other than in typical German fashion they were up late last night driving tractors around town to get stuff set up. Today there will be music and dancing and food and drinks shared by our little village. It is a very cool thing. I wish I knew more about it.
School is out on May Day. Which means the first question asked of us yesterday afternoon was, "Do we have a bedtime tonight?" With 3 of our girls, and 2 dorm friends leaving for soccer at 5:30 AM we didn't want to let everyone stay up too late. I could spend hours trying to explain the value of sleep and how one day they will all be sorry that they didn't sleep more when they had the chance. However we know the thrill of staying up late AND not having to work on homework, so we pushed normal bedtime back an hour; asking everyone to be upstairs by 11 and in bed by 11:30. This was of course stretched to the last minute and I was opening doors and giving my best "teacher glare" after midnight. I'm pretty sure after getting an apology from one room of giggly girls I simply looked at them and just growled, "Sleep."
Why on earth is all of this random information being put into a blog post? Maybe because as I was starting work on breakfast burritos at 4:30 this morning I had a teeny tiny quarter life crisis moment. Or maybe because I drank diet coke at 4:30 to help me wake up enough to be a safe driver and now I can't go back to sleep.
As I scrambled eggs and assembled the breakfast burritos this morning I started laughing at myself. You see, at age 24 I was up before the sun, making breakfast and preparing to drive my stick shift church van sized vehicle to drop off "my girls" at the school for a soccer trip. I am a soccer mom to teenage girls. At 24. (and a half...) This is so not where I imagined myself being at this point in my life.
I have learned so much about myself and about God in my time here so far. You see, while this may not be where I ever could have dreamed up being, it is SO where God has me. He is shaping me and challenging the sin in my heart and that is a painful, but fantastic thing.
As I hugged my girls and told them, "Win all the sports things. Play good," (It was 5:30AM...I cannot be expected to know what sports words belong to the soccer world at 5:30AM) I realized how full my heart was. The day to day frustrations can leave me with tired eyes, but the hugs before a game and the, "I'm proud of yous," when they get home are what leave me with a full heart.
Will you pray with me as I continue on this journey? Will you ask that God would continue to challenge my heart to love each student well?
Our dorm was voted "Craziest" by the yearbook crew. I wonder why?
No comments:
Post a Comment