My students were not understanding.
My students were not doing their work.
They seemed apathetic.
I was frustrated.
I did not keep my cool.
On top of this, I also found myself dealing with unresolved grief.
I, quite literally, spent the whole day fighting back tears.
But, praise the Lord, His mercies are new every morning.
His compassions fail not.
He is faithful.
|[It is of] the LORD'S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not [they are] new every morning: great [is] thy faithfulness. Lamentations 3:22-23|
Thursday was better.
I apologized to the kids.
I celebrated the small learning victories.
I was observed by someone from the school-board and was encouraged by the note they left.
I am letting myself deal with the grief.
I am accepting that I don't have to have it all together.
|The LORD [is] my portion, saith my soul; therefore will I hope in him. |