My choice, my portion, is in the Lord. I choose to cast out feelings of defeat, I choose to praise, I choose to be thankful, I CHOOSE to delight in weakness. I will delight in weakness. Lord, I am crying out to You, Father. Thank you for making me weak, for pruning me into the teacher and lady You desire. Lord, I will choose to delight in weakness.
Today I left school feeling defeated. I am a very soft spoken person and until this semester it has never occurred to me that it would become somewhat of a frustration. I have lost my voice at least three times over the past two semesters. No big deal, right? However, it's an extreme weakness when you teach all day and kids are loud and can't hear you, and when you go on a field trip and kids are acting a fool and you try to call their name and they don't even know you are talking. Lord, I choose to be thankful. I choose to delight in weakness. These feelings of defeat left me wandering why I am choosing the teaching profession when my voice is so soft. Why? Lord, I cast out these feelings of defeat. You have already won, You've got the victory. You have called me to teach. You have called me to teach. You have called me to teach. You love me. I am Your beloved. You delight in who I am and the teacher I am learning to be. I am a continual learner. On my own I am nothing. With You, I am all You have called me to be. I am called to teach.
I choose to delight in weakness. It is my choice and I choose to be thankful.
Amen.
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