(This blog post is long overdue, but it's been nagging at me...)
Don'tcha just hate it when someone steals your thunder? You know, that "oh-man-I-thought-I-was-big-stuff-and-I-just-got-one-upped-bigtime" feeling? Ugh. This happened to me recently and I really let it get to me. I mean, I let it totally tork me off. I walked around, kind of in a cloud of my own negativity for awhile, and fumed silently.
Then, that very same day, a note appeared in my mailbox. A note from a lovely, sweet person who told me that she thought that I was a wonderful teacher and that she appreciated the effort I put into my students' lives.
This little messenger had no idea I was having a bad day. However, she was God's angel softly reminding me that life is not, in any way, about my 'thunder'. It's (in part) about serving His kingdom by doing His work--something I should do without want of any credit (i.e. "my thunder".) My focus that day had been all wrong. So, thank you, thank you, thank you, dear Angel for humbling me and helping me realize the important things in life! You were my lightbulb! :)
:) Love working with you...
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