For a hermit like me, big crowds are a nightmare. Especially big crowds that invade my space. Sometimes I just like to be left alone. And be in the quiet. I like quiet.
It's Alumni Weekend at our school this weekend. At least it's not the Centennial like it was last year. But still. Invasion. And then Academy days. More invasion. Big crowds. Invasion. And work on weekends.
I'm sitting here looking at the schedule and at the huge number of highlighted areas that indicate that I'm on duty. There's a lot of that. I am not happy. But I am trying not to complain. It is sheer willpower. Sheer. Willpower.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
I don't like it when people spell breathe wrong. Breath is a noun. Breathe is a verb. You breathe a breath.
See? The complaining just leaks out in the form of a grammar rant. Sorry.
But really. Some days I'm not sure I'll make it. My threshold has become lower and lower and I my fuse is likewise getting shorter... poor kids. I hate this. I need a nice, long, perspective-establishing break. Just a break. Just a break. Just... a little... break.........
So anyway. There's a song in my head. It's called "Freedom is Coming." I love it. The words are simple: Freedom. Freedom is coming. Oh yes I know. Yes I know, oh yes I know. Second stanza: Oh Jesus. Jesus is coming. Oh yes I know. Yes I know, oh yes I know.
My students sung this at a concert and my heart just thrilled.
Yes, I
know. It is not a mystery. It is not an unstable promise. It is not fearful. It is sure. And I know. Oh yes, I know. Freedom is coming. Jesus is coming. Oh yes, I know.
I have forgotten my life's desire: to hear the praise of Jesus:
Well done, thou good and faithful servant.... I will work until I die to hear those words. No one else's praise matters. No one else's praise, not hundreds of people's, matter. But it's a surety.
Oh yes, I know.
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