Verse of the Day
Open your mouth and taste, open your eyes and see— how good GOD is. Blessed are you who run to him.
Psalm 34:8 MSG
Today is day 5 of reprioritizing my life. I am very excited to say that I have finished the book of Joshua! There was a lot of dividing of the land that each tribe inherited. Joshua son of Nun died at the age of 110. The book of Joshua was 24 chapters long, so I ended up just finishing it off after reading my daily 10 chapters. I have to say it was a bit difficult to keep up with all of the names of tribes and how much they inherited, but I’m happy that I didn’t give up.
Yesterday was day 4 of my workout routine. I am so excited to be back on my health kick, I’m not getting any younger. After 4 days of doing 6 reps of 10. After double checking my math I have come up with a total of 240 Kettle Bell lifts. I know it’s only been 4 days, but I feel a little different, I don’t feel as sluggish. I don’t feel as bloated; I really feel like I am accomplishing something that I really want to do. I am keeping up with my daily Bible reading/listening and my workout routine. It’s amazing what blogging has done for me. I have the confidence to get back to my old self again.
Blogging lets me release all of my thoughts weighing on my mind. I feel like that has opened the door to doing bigger and better things. I am able to concentrate on what I think is more important. The Bible, working out, I feel like a big weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Sometimes my blogs are short. Most of the time they are very long, depending on how much is on my mind. I want to thank everyone for taking the time to read my thoughts.
For the past 2 days I’ve been reminiscing about my high school days, as hard as it was, I do miss some things about Beau Chene high school. I miss having something to do, somewhere to go. A lot of the teachers and students saw past my disability. Some of the teachers adapted very easily to my way of learning. Now that I am an adult, I am struggling to show people my potential. Realizing that I couldn’t go to college and get a job was a blow. It took me a while to accept the fact that I would never be able to get out into the workforce. It still hurts when I see somebody unwilling to get a job and pay their own way. They rely on the state to pay for them while they live it up on the taxpayer’s hard earned money. I am stuck at home with a mind of my own willing to work, but physically unable to in the eyes of the state of Louisiana.
That’s why I am so thankful and blessed when it comes to my high school diploma. I’m not kidding when I say I had my ups and downs, some of the classes were very difficult. The only thing I did not like about high school was I couldn’t keep the same teachers. I always had to get used to the way they taught and they had to get used to the way I learned. You could always tell when the teachers and I didn’t see eye to eye. My grades suffered for it.
My first encounter with a male teacher was my freshman year; he was my study hall teacher. Study hall was a place for me to go, when I needed extra help with a certain subject or to take a test. When I met him, I thought oh boy, here goes nothing. We instantly clicked on the same level. He understood me and I understood him. One morning during my freshman year, we had a fire drill. I think I was in my English class. I’m not sure, I know it was early in the morning. Some of the students helped me get out safely. I turned around towards the school and I see my study hall teacher running towards me. He said girl I was looking all over for you. Right then and there I felt a strong bond with him, because he wanted what was best for me. He was the very first teacher to stand by me through thick and thin. He encouraged me not to give up, I felt very comfortable with him. He stood up for me when no one else would.
We spent about 2 years together going through the ups and downs within my high school career. And then I got the shock of my life; my study hall teacher says he is leaving. It just broke my heart, the man who gave me my confidence back was leaving me. I had to find a way to move on. Somehow, someway, I had to find my strength to continue on.
This might sound weird, but I felt more comfortable with the male teachers. The reason why is, I felt like they all understood me. Even when I didn’t feel comfortable in one of my subjects, they all gave me the extra push I needed to keep going. I had some awesome female teachers, but I felt like I had to work harder to be understood where my work habits were concerned.
I will never forget Coach Jacob, my first study hall teacher in high school. He slowly chipped away at the walls I put up during my 4th through 8th grade years. He is on a very short list of teachers that I have trusted over the years.
Thank you for visiting today, God bless.
Blessed to be handicapped 