A work in progress

I've been reading He Chose The Nails  by Max Lucado. It's been quite an interesting journey - looking at all the things that Christ said, through action and word, when He took on the penalty that my sin deserves. Lucado shares God's promises through every part of the trial, death, and resurrection of Christ. Today, I read about God's promise through the wine-soaked sponge. It seems strange that God could promise something through a sponge, but He did. The fact that Christ asked for something to drink, He exposed His humanity, clearing stating that He can identify with my humanity. He can be trusted with my thirst, my hunger, my pain, and my sorrow because He understands. He experienced it. He didn't have to live 33 years on this earth. That wasn't part of the requirement. He chose to endure that time on earth so that I knew He could be trusted. Trusting someone enough to let them into my heart terrifies me. I'm tempted to wallow in loneliness and let my fe...

What a crazy winter this has been! In December, we had a two-hour delay. In January, we had 2 school days cancelled due to ice. And today, we have a two-hour delay, which keeps February in this unusual winter tradition. Please forgive me, northern friends, for even talking about what I am experiencing as actual winter. I grew up in snow and ice, and spent 3 years as an adult driving around in this stuff. I know what winter is "supposed" to look like. And yet, having spent half of my adult life in Texas, I am now surprised by freezing temps and wintry mixes. Remnants from our last ice day Looking through my calendar of what needs to be done at school, these delays and cancellations have caused frustration and chaos to my plans. But I'm thankful for this "extra" time that God has provided. In this delay, I get to spend time with Him, allowing the Holy Spirit to mold and shape my heart, so that my time with the students, teachers, parents, and community of...