I am a Seventh Grade Language Arts Teacher! No really, I am. As of today. I JUST got my first teaching position today! I am so excited! Finally! I went back to school in 2008. I worked my butt off! I graduated in December 2011 and after a year and a half, FINALLY landed a teaching position! I am 47 years old and I FINALLY have a career...a title...work that I LOVE!
The culmination of a month of being truly blessed and feeling truly like I am loved by an awesome God! He is proving Himself to me every day.
"Forgive." He told me. "Stop letting Satan steal your testimony!" He said. I have been walking a dry, dead wilderness since 1998 and resentment kept me from the promised land. It wasn't easy to let it go at first and Satan threw his left hook the very day after I gave it all to God. But with each day, with each act of going through the motions of letting go, with each confession of forgiveness, it has gotten easier and easier.
Now, an opportunity for revenge has revealed itself. I am laying it down. I will be praying for my daughter to be able to do the same and not be afraid. It is she who has to confront the enemy. It is my duty to show her that it is not a battle she has to take on. She can look them in the eye and play the game without malice or revenge in her heart.
Softball. I am talking about softball. The team that cut her (for political reasons) is the team she has to face at the next tournament. Haha. I love that the last paragraph sounds way more dramatic than what it really is. Truthfully, it hurt. She is a three-year starter and they cut her for her senior year because they don't like her father. We know this because one of the coaches let his mouth run at a tournament last year and some of the parents told us. She (like I said, a three year starter) was the only cut and there are about five players who never play. So it's pretty obvious that it wasn't her playing that they didn't like. It hurt her for obvious reasons. It hurt my husband because it was an ongoing black balling that they used our daughter for driving in the final blow. It hurt me because I can't stand to see them hurting. Because of my job search, there was nothing we could do about it. Speak out about it? Circumstances just get worse and my chances at a job might be affected.
Deep breath....I forgive them. I let it go. It was not the people that did it, it was Satan. They are not even aware of the pain they caused.
Character is being restored after it was attacked by these same people years ago. God has seen fit to move us into a different circle and establish new relationships. We are moving on. And we are being so blessed!
Sorry this post is so random and screwy tonight. This day has gone SO fast and I have been on an emotional high for most of it and am extremely tired tonight because of it. I just wanted to document the latest. I am building my testimony.
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