God Counseling Me

What a day, oh what a day. Actually, what a couple of days. Have you ever had something that you had to do (try two assignments due Saturday) and scheduled time to do it, then got interrupted? (Trick question to get everyone to comment on my blog. Just kidding!) Well, that's been my life the past couple of days. I mean, almost every time I've budgeted study time, someone has wanted to talk.

 

The trick that I am working on mastering (God is working on mastering in me, methinks) is to not get frustrated in the middle of it! I think I'm doing fairly well so far, even though today has been long. It's not quite Judith Viorst terrible-just Shel Silverstein long and bizarre. Like, who am I to be talking to guy LITs before they head to Quiet Room or counseling a mom for two hours on how to approach her son?

 

But would I rather be studying? A year and a half ago, I would have said, "No way. Let me do my job and forget the books [grump, grump]." But now it's a toss up. God has given me both the people and the school assignments. So who am I to say which is better or worse? This morning I found myself encouraging someone to delight in and be proud of her calling. And later this morning, I was telling someone else how the secret to finding joy in the moment is by accepting what God gives you. Heh, heh.

 

Who do you think needed the counseling?