Tuesday, January 24, 2012

A Sub is a Sub...

     Since we have been living in McAlester I have been a substitute in many different places. I have been a receptionist at a law office.  (They don't like it when you say "Hi how are y'all doin")  I have been a receptionist at a real estate office.  I have covered for many Sunday Sunday school teachers.  I have  been substitute mom for some young people and now I am in the Public School System.
    When  I walk into a classroom I introduce myself and then I get a serious look on my face. I look over my glasses and say "I am a retired school teacher so don't push my buttons you will not like it".  Do you think this stops anything? Probably not it may even challenge them to test me. What I know is that it makes me feel better.  In my head I am saying "Ok Glenette you can do this you are a real teacher."
     But let us be honest there is no substitute for the real thing. Who is going to be the best at the job?  The one that has the job and knows what to do.
     You know in real life we keep trying to have a substitute step in and fill the spot the real job holder should have.  For example: We substitute time on the computer for time in the word.  We substitute asking friends advice instead of speaking to the one who knows all.  We substitute things of this world (shoes, clothes, houses,etc) for a relationship with the gift giver.
     For me I am no longer happy with the substitute I am going for the real deal. Take time this week and see where you are substituting.

Jesus answered him ,"I am the way, the truth, and the life, no one comes to the father except through me." John 14:6 

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Spell that for me.

     I am about to confess one of my weaknesses. I cannot spell.  I have even had people sending me notes about how I have spelled things wrong on this blog.
     My weakness really hit me hard today.  I spent the day teaching 5th Grade English. We learned about homonyms today.  You know the words that sound the same but have different meanings. I am the teacher that is standing there with the dictionary on her phone trying to work the worksheets.  I don't care about chilli and chilly. I am confident that I would not win the show "Are you smarter then a 5th Grader".
      Ok, I have to admit that if I would pay attention and study I would become a better speller. I have been trying to blame my inablity to spell on genetics. My daughter can't spell but my son can so I believe we are born with it; when in reality I just haven't made it a priority.
     As I thought about my day I realized that sometimes we are that way with God’s word.  We know it is there and that we are going to need to use it but we just don’t take the time to study it and find out what it really says.
     My challenge this week is for you to make a decision to set down and study the word and find out what God really has for you.

Study to show yourself approved unto God, a workman that need not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.

2 Timothy 2:15

Monday, January 9, 2012

Off to work I go....

     A few weeks ago my loving husband told me to get a job. Ok, actually he said if you want to do fun things like travel you are going to have to get a job to raise the funds.  What a bummer.
      I looked all over for a job that would allow me to work from 10:00am to 2:00pm and make 40,000$ a year. Well guess what none of those jobs popped up. I guess they are all taken. I know I want to write a book but that isn’t moving along as quickly as I would like. (It will probably end up on the dollar table).
      I have many talents that could be used in the work force.  I am reliable, organized, and trustworthy.  I am very good at bossing people around. I never meet a stranger.  I am also very good at whipping things into shape.  Now wouldn’t you want me to work for you?
       I racked my brain trying to find a job that would allow me to have a little control over my schedule. (The Wal-Mart greater spot was already taken) I also knew that I didn’t want to scare the children of McAlester by going back into the classroom full time. So here is what I decided to do.  I am going to be a substitute teacher. This way if we have something going at the church I can say I am booked. I think your kids will be safe as long as they only have me a day here and there.
      So look out McAlester I am headed into a new mission field.

Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men.
Colossians 3:23

Monday, January 2, 2012

He is all man and He is all mine.

     You know when you have a baby you are so excited. They hand you that pretty little baby and he smells great and looks great and you are on the top of the world.  Then the drugs wear off. (Ha Ha)
     Twenty six years ago today that happened to me. Our youngest Brent was born.  I was not a good pregnant person. I looked bad, acted bad and probably smelled bad. But the day had arrived and he was on his way. We faced this day with a fear in our hearts.  I had had some problems at the beginning of the pregnancy and the doctor had told us there was a chance that our child would have birth defects. So as we awaited the arrival of our new baby we understood we may have some rough road ahead. Brent was born right on time. (During Wednesday Night church), what do you expect of a preachers kid. He was a big guy 9lb an 8oz.  As soon as I had him I started praising God. The nurses thought I was crazy. I knew I had a boy and girl and would never have to do this again. They wrapped Brent up and whisked him away.  Tim and I waited on the Doctor to come in and tell us the news of our little boy. We were ready to hear the bad news.  We had seen how big he was.  We saw how he had ten fingers and ten toes but his eyes were slanted and hardly even there. So we waited and wondered what God would call on us to go through. The doctor walked in and gave us a glowing report.  We looked at him confused.  I said,”are you sure nothing is wrong. Didn’t you see his face?”  The doctor started laughing and said, “Your face would look the same if you had lived through the trauma he just came through.”
     Brent has been a blessing to our lives.  He never meets a stranger. At the age of 11 he climbed into the car after baseball practice and looked out to wave at a boy crossing in front of us.  He said, “Mom Brady isn’t going to heaven.”  I asked how he knew that and he said, “I asked him.”  I knew then that he had the gift of evangelism.  God has given him a gift to speak to people everywhere.  Brent is now serving at Prestonwood Baptist Church as a Singles Intern. It is going to be exciting to see how God uses his life.
     You know children are a gift from God.  We gave Brent to God before he was even born. Now we see how God is working in his life. I hope that you have given your children to the Lord. I also pray they can see the Lord in you.

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.

Proverbs 22:6