The world seems so unstable around us right now. Even teaching seems precarious. I feel like someone needs to rise up against the injustice. I pray truth comes to the light. I worry about 3rd graders who still can’t read or struggle to work any 2-step problem or even one-step ones for the most part. I feel like the whole world should be concerned. So much is happening. So many concerns are rising.
What are we supposed to do with the chaos unfolding? I want to make a difference in my world at least. I don’t have answers. I don’t know how to facilitate change.
As I scramble out of my rabbit hole, I pull myself together. I can’t do a lot about any of those things except make a difference where I can. I can change what I can in my family of influence. I can be supportive. I can teach the kids with all my might, differentiate, hear them, celebrate their victories, and redirect their struggles.
I can encourage those who cross my path. I can listen. I can make choices to choose peace, to work on my mental health, to walk, to search for fulfilling relationships, to build others up, to keep learning, and to care.
I can love on our adult kids. I can be there for them, finding ways to be present. I can be an active part in their lives but still give them independence. I can find new traditions, new things to look forward to, and continue to pray for them.
I want to make a positive difference although it may be a small one. I can ignite a spark in my sphere of influence and focus there instead of on the world that I feel is falling down around me.
Even though those frustrated and helpless feelings abound, I know one thing. Truth will be revealed. Jesus wins in the end. I am not sure how that will look or how it will come about. …. That I can take peace in.
Restored by Grace 