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Monday, February 4, 2013

The Stresses of Life Will Not Break Us


*This was written over the weekend, thus the strange time references.*

This last week has been a stressful one.  Work was crazy because of Lutheran School’s Week.  It was amazing to see the out pouring of donations.  The school families donated items for poor and homeless families in St. Louis.  They also donate just over $1,000 to give to Lutheran’s for Life.  I am left in awe at the huge amount given to both organizations.  We even had students share their talents (dancing, singing, and even pogo sticking).  Our school is truly blessed and I am so thankful for everyone’s willingness to share.  By the end of the week I’m pretty sure all the students thought I was crazy.  I hope that someday they get to feel the excitement and joy I experience from being able to share my faith during this week.  I am truly blessed to be able to have a job where I am free to share and express my love for Christ.

                At home this week things were also very stressful.  Nonny’s ADHD medication has not been working as well as it had been.  This resulted in a lot of bickering at home and getting into some trouble at school.  Thankfully, a phone call to the doctor has resulted in an increased dose of meds to help with this battle.  Unfortunately, we are still waiting for the prescription to come so that we can refill.  This means a few days without meds.  (I was amazed on Sunday how much more stressful he is off his meds.  It is hard to watch him struggle to focus and keep himself in check.)  I am praying that Nonny have a little self-control and for his teacher to continue to have the amazing patience that she has had with him.  We, again, have been blessed with a teacher who handles him very well.

*Now for a little rant.  Feel free to stop reading now if you don’t want to “hear” me get on my soap box.*
When did we lose the idea that treating others with decency, respect, and kindness is a basic human responsibility?  Now I’m not saying that I am perfect by any means (AT ALL); however, I do try very hard to treat others the way that I would like to be treated.  As I look at our future generations I am scared of the world to come.  We have made it more important to look out for #1 than to help those around us.  We are all human.  We all make mistakes and that does NOT entitle us to berate, harass, or demean each other.  We need to remember that doing these things to others causes a lot of hurt feelings which in turn make people bitter, angry, and depressed.  Again, I know I am not perfect, and I pray daily that God give me the strength to hold my tongue when I want to say the harsh words or return angry words with a mean retort.  God has blessed each of us differently and we should concentrate on praising those gifts rather than focus on other’s short-comings.