There's A Light At The End Of The Tunnel

Monday kicks off the last week of school. It is not a full week for the kids (they have two full days and two half days)....but Monday through Friday I have to get up at 5 and be at school by 7, make class final exams, grade them, pack away stuff so the janitors can clean my floors over the week....it is a busy week....but after 18 weeks of kids who thought summer vacay started on January 9th....my sentence will be over and I too will be free....just like they are.  I sat here drawing a blank this morning....so I decided to wait until after church to post.  I thought some profound comment would spark what I was going to blog about...and even after leaving the second church...I still came up empty.  I was working on some photos and I found a great photo of when we were in the UK. Mary and I were exploring and  found this great tunnel picture and had to take it.  It really fits how I feel about this week.  When I look at it I am reminded that there truly is a light at the end of the tunnel. So, enjoy my picture....think about lights at the end of your own tunnels....know that God is in control...and enjoy the musical listening from Mac Powell, Third Day, and "Tunnel."  You might want to turn your volume down a bit...it is a loud song!   Have a blessed and wonderful Sunday!  P.S.  Keep your fingers crossed that I survive this week.

Lighting Up My Life

I have spent some time in my life walking in darkness, haven't you.? If you're like me, becoming a Christian did not change that...you see....there are days when I still walk in darkness. It is not God's fault....it is all mine....cause I make that choice to walk in the dark. I am human....and I know that we all go through times of struggle, whether it be some sinful action or behavior or perhaps something out of our control, like the death of a loved one, or the loss of a job. Whatever it is there is no one on earth who can really identify with your situation other than yourself...and don't let them kid you.....I hate it when people come up to me in my darkness and say...."I know how you feel." I want to scream at them...."Do you? Do you really?....and when did you experience this feeling?" So....it is that knee jerk reactio that makes it twice as hard to have hope sometimes. But there is some truly great news and that is that God loves me, us....the guy next door, the world....no matter what our present situation is. In fact, I truly believe that God uses our experiences as character builders... to shape us to be like Him. I have this hope in Jesus because he has plans for my future. It is for that reason...that I keep holding on....clinging to the rope....hanging in there.....until the darkness passes....and the morning arrives....and I can look back down the path I have come....and laugh at myself....that I was ever afraid...and even when I feel myself letting go....I know that is not going to happen....cause He will be there to catch me. He lights up my world...and makes my dark times bearable. For that....I say....Amen and Thank You Jesus!