The Least of These

Yesterday was the worst day of my educational career. I came home exhausted and shed a few tears. Tears of stress from dealing with the undesirables of the compulsory school system. Tears of joy because of the wonderful family that I am blessed to come home to.

The day started out with "D" stating that he was going to be bad. He fulfilled his promise and then some. Screaming, and ripping things off of the walls were only the beginning. He wasn't the only one. I am sure that I will have a few extra gray hairs before it's all over. The class is labeled ED for emotionally disturbed (or maybe disabled?? I can't remember) Personally I think 75% could be DP. I'll let you decide what that might stand for. It's a sad group of children and I'm sure that I will have more tears to cry. Some out of stress and more out of pity along with cries for mercy and grace in their lives. Today was better and tomorrow is another day. Another chance to start again. Please keep me in your prayers as I work with "the least of these."