I am a couponer...not the crazy kind, nor do I stock pile for
impending doom. But I do like to watch TV about crazy couponers and
people who stock pile for impending doom (not the allergy induced kind -
actual doom).
Carly's baby sitter and I were talking
about this the other day and about the whole Mayan Impending Doom stuff.
I made the comment, "funny how a bunch of people believe in an old
rock....I guess I'm weird too, I believe in 10 rocks" WOOOAAA!
Did.That.Just.Come.Out.Of.My.Face.!?!
I've been thinking on that comment a lot lately and how the Lord makes
random things fly out of my face. For some people they might be funny
things, or insightful things but to me its just how my brain works. I
don't think I am "special" in a -the Lord Hath Given Me A Gift - way.
More of a - my super power is Not Having a Filter -way.
Believing in rocks is a lot harder at work than in
"real" life. I say "real" because being a teacher in a high school there
are a lot of real issues, however; the majority of the problems are
ridiculous drama -which is not so much real but mostly hormone induced
hallucinations. The drama is exhausting, especially when I want to tell
the students to pray on their problems but I can't, because it is
against the law. Occasionally there is an opportunity to talk about
Jesus - legally!! Like when I used the phrase "good Samaritan" and a
student asked me where that phrase came from. Or when we talk about how
religion plays a role in food choices and holiday traditions, as well as
in Spanish when we talk about important figures like Our Lady of
Guadalupe.
This was on Pinterest, think it is going to be a summer craft project for my room next year.
I believe in rocks - 10 of them.
