But just for the record, I did devote one entire day to a Promethean Mini-Conference that was an example of Professional Development done right! Wondering what Promethean is?? It is about the most wonderful thing to hit the education world since computers! I love my Promethean Board; I use it every.single.day, but there is so much more that I could do with it, and it was good to get ideas.
I also did go visit with my principal one morning. I wanted to see what the schedule looked like for next year, and find out the status of my room and the "consolidation". He said for now, my room is "safe". That is some consolation, though I know never to count on anything such as that. However, I am done with it until I have to show up again in August. I have spoken, he has heard, the rest is out of my hands.
My priest is taking a break this week from being a "fisher of men". I think he's spending time in the Gulf of Mexico fishing for real fish. And as such, there have been no Masses at all at our parish since last Sunday. Lucky are we to have other places where the Lord waits for us.
Every year, I see summer stretching ahead of me with great potential for getting things done. And then, only a tiny fraction of what I envisioned actually gets done. What happens? For one thing...summer heat. It just saps your strength. Especially when anything involves being outside. It's not even summer yet, and our temps are hitting the upper 90's. Arghhh. Besides the heat, the pace just seems to slow.
The priest on Tuesday mentioned that this is a season of reflection/mediation, education (read some of the books in this library...that was at the church that burnt that has daily Mass in the parish library), and service. Frankly, that sounds like a pretty good use of summer for me, and the slower pace lends itself to some of that....especially the reflection.
During the school year, I found a great rhythm. I would drop off my kidlet at his school and then proceed down the road to the church near my school. There I could have 20, 30, maybe 40 minutes (if there wasn't a Mass) of time with the Lord before heading into the world of work. It was an awesome thing, and it was time that would have been otherwise wasted with shuffling papers or idle conversation. Now I find myself still wanting to spend that time there, but it doesn't fit into my schedule in quite the same way. I have to go out of my way to spend that time, and I feel guilty. It reminds me of the Martha and Mary story...wanting to sit at the feet of Jesus, yet feeling the need to be busy about so many other things. I found this little bit of validation a couple of days ago...on Facebook of all places...posted by The Word Among Us....
Every moment of prayer,
especially before our Lord in the tabernacle,
is a postive gain.
The time we spend in having our daily audience with God
is the most precious part of the whole day.
~Blessed Teresa of Calcutta
Who am I to argue with that little woman?
Still looking for the rhythm, though!