Today is the day that my first class of seniors graduate. Man, I feel old. Old, but blessed. God has been SO gracious this year. He is good all the time, but he really has wowed me in the past 12 months.
From a wonderful semester student teaching, to a challenging semester of graduate school, to getting the job that I wanted when I decided that grad school wasn’t for me, I always end up looking up at him and saying, “Why me, God? Why are You so good to me?” The older I get, the more I realize that the best things in life are completely undeserved. The primary example of this concept lies in salvation–God giving his VERY OWN, PRECIOUS SON so that I (rebellious, faint-hearted, and changeable) wouldn’t have to pay. Why? Just because He loves.
The heartache of this past school year can only be topped by my junior year of high school. My heart has been ripped apart, but, as Andrew Peterson sings,
What’s that on the ground? It’s what’s left of my heart; somebody named Jesus broke it to pieces and planted the shards, and they’re coming up green, and they’re coming in bloom. I can hardly believe this is all coming true… just as I am, just as I was, just as I will be, He loves me–He does.
I could never begin to deserve what my Father has given me. This year has been amazing; and I am so thankful to have been a part of the final year of high school for my precious seniors. I am proud of each and every one of them, and I am PSYCHED to see them graduate, which reminds me… I need to go get dressed!
GO FALCONS!
I’m so happy for you and so glad that your heart is healing. I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE you!