a prayer and a note

Reece said a few days ago that his teacher is gripey. I can't remember the word he used. But, in her effort to keep control of her class and continue to instill the new rules, I could guess what he was talking about. Even if he followed directions, she still had to ensure the other kids were too.

I didn't know how to help immediately. I want Reece to feel loved and encouraged by her, and at the same time understand that she has to have order within her class. We talked about how we can't control her behavior or how she's feeling, but we can with our own.

We prayed for her that evening and today. Tonight, when he couldn't sleep, He wrote her a note. Well, he wrote his name and her name and wanted help to write the rest, "You are a very good teacher, Ms. Johnson."

I'd forgotten that prayer doesn't just work to change someone else's heart. It works to change ours.

God is so good.