How do know you're making a difference? I've been thinking a lot about this these past few days...ever since I saw these lovely sidewalk chalk drawings the other day. We all strive to make our mark on the world in our own way, don't we? The young sidewalk artists at school made their mark in a beautifully multicolored, yet very temporary fashion. I doubt after tomorrow's rain, their art will still exist.
My middle schoolers were striving to do their best on their standardized tests this week, to the point that one young man told me on Friday, "My brain hurts." (Poor guy; so did mine, and I only had to administer the tests.) Will those scores make a difference? That one depends on who you ask! Darling daughter and her high school team mates excelled at their latest track meet, proving to themselves that hard work and positive thinking do pay off...yes, a good difference and solid life lessons learned! And just today I enjoyed the best of the best produced by the fine artists around our league at their championship art show. I know of one young lady who got up at 2:00 this morning to finish her piece...it took best of show. Hmmm… I spent the remainder of the day with a bunch of other ladies making memories last at a day long scrap booking crop. Will any of THAT make a difference? After the last crop I attended, my boy man thanked me for chronicling his childhood. He thanked me! (I'm still picking my jaw up off the ground!)
Our 8th graders head off on their 8th grade trip first thing Monday morning. When we prayed them out on Friday we reminded them that the minute their eyes open on Monday, they are on God's clock. We prayed that God would open their eyes to every possible opportunity to serve in His name, from opening doors for folks, to picking up litter, to serving at a soup kitchen, to simply being good people. We reminded them that they will be representing our Christian school and that they may possibly be the only Bible some people ever get the chance to "read". I certainly hope they make their mark next week.
Many of you tell me that my little obsession here makes a bit of a difference in your day. There's not really a "Today I Love Police", but I do believe it's been just about a year that I've been striving to make a difference in this small way. I've been very intentional about trying each day to put a little bit of positive out into the world. I don't know if it's made a difference for you or not, but it has for me. My whole way of thinking has changed. Circumstances that a year ago would have disabled me both spiritually and emotionally, can now in some small way, if not truly be appreciated, can at least be withstood with a bit more grace than before. My prayer for you, dear friends, is the same that it is for my 8th graders...that God will open your eyes to the opportunities that surround you to simply make a difference. Today, I love making a difference.