The Mountaintop

The days have been long and every day I crawl into bed only to fall into deep sleep, but there is a peace flooding over me. Since I arrived about a week ago, my Teach for America training has been a whirlwind. Tonight is the first night I have sat down to even try to process anything. I still do not know my placement, where I will move when we get back on July 23, who I will live with, what school I will teach at, what class I will specifically teach, and on top of all this I found out last week I have to re-take this treacherous standardized test on Saturday at 6:30am. Its really beyond me how or why I have not been overcome by anxiety since I have had every opportunity to succumb to it. At this point, I am so thankful to be here because I know this is exactly where I am meant to be. Every day I feel myself climbing this steep hill, but I refuse to take my eyes off the mountain top. I can see the light from above and all I can think about is how I just want to do God's will. I know I will stumble and I know I will fall, but more than that I know He will help me up.

"Well, I don't know what will happen now. We've got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn't matter with me now, because I've been to the mountaintop."

-MLK Jr. 

Beginning on Monday, I get the chance to teach my own class of 8th grade English and we are ironically analyzing one of Martin Luther King Jr.'s speeches. He grew up near this middle school and went to the high school my students will go to next year. After reading his speech, the passage above stood out to me. Dr. King had wisdom and he knew something about a hope many have yet to discover. 

"Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer."

Romans 12:12

Thank you for your prayers, they are powerful and effective. It is only the beginning of a long two years and I cannot wait to share my experiences with you! I will try to continue writing, but be patient with me.