Small Potatoes

Well I have survived yet another beautiful disaster.

The disaster being that I am officially have ended my career as a teacher with Florence District 3 and have sold everything (school wise) to a teacher friend who is just beginning her career.

The beauty of it: There is no turning back. As I explained in one of my earlier blogs  about the “50 cents dream”. I feel like right now I am standing outside gazing at the ruins of what used to be my life and career all wrapped into a pretty package, now just a pile of ashes and all I have are the clothes on my back and 50 cents in my pocket.

But I am making a conscious effort to change how I react to this life change. In the dream I fell apart at the seams and lost all hope that things could be restored and I let fear take over. Not this time! I can’t lose the sight of the beauty in the midst of this loss. However all these things I'm 'losing' are small potatoes compared to what I have and what I'm inheriting!  I’m still here. My family is still here. My future is still ahead of me and my destiny is still in full force. I haven’t truly lost anything. Instead I’ve gained trust, freedom, courage, peace, joy, and a deep understanding of Daddy God’s mysterious ways J

 

So my perspective is slowly changing so I seek out the beauty first so the disaster doesn’t overwhelm me.

 

 

2 Corinthian 4:16-18 MSG

 

"So we're not giving up. How could we! Even though on the outside it often looks like things are falling apart on us, on the inside, where God is making new life, not a day goes by without his unfolding grace. Theses hard times are small potatoes compared to the coming good time, the lavish celebration prepared for us. There's far more here than meets the eye. The things we see now aer here today, gone tomorrow. But the things we can't see  now will last forever."