It was an exhausting day. It was the last day of school and we had an Institute Day. I had spent the day hearing about all the new stuff we had to do as teachers with what already seems like an impossible job. My former boss was there and he was wallowing in his defeat of a demotion and when he talked about his failure he stared at me and I could feel the anger he felt toward my former school and his bitterness of failure. I sat there as everyone else seemed to have it altogether and bragged about their successes.
I knew I had a lot but knew I did not have to share my victories. I finished the day and brought an extra sandwich to my mother in law who is slowing the death of broken dreams and dementia a box with a turkey sandwich and chips. I went to her apartment and out there was the couple I always see whether it is summer or the dead of winter smoking. What a depressing sight and seeing my mother in law which has been a selfish person her whole life in her bathrobe and asking me the same questions over and over.
I think about my parents and how just a few years older are making an impact with my dad being a preacher in his retirement and how I get to coach others to a better life as a teacher, trainer and supervisor for the local recreation center. I want to follow the example of my parents who are making their mark for Jesus even in their later years.
Mark 10:10 says
The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.
Acts 20:24 New International Version (NIV)
24 However, I consider my life worth nothing to me; my only aim is to finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me—the task of testifying to the good news of God’s grace.
May the last half of my life be more impactful as I depend on the Lord use my talents and abilities silently to make my life His to the full.
