I've been repressing something all summer. It's true. I knew I was going to have a first grader this year ("Gilberto") with a LOT of discipline problems. I know he has issues because I saw them first-hand last year.
Like his daily tantrums.
Like the time he punched another kid.
Like the time he whacked the principal with some bulletin board paper trim.
And his teacher would marvel at all the TEACHING she could get done whenever he was absent from school.
But I didn't let it weigh me down. I thought "I'll deal with this when I get back to school." And then (miracle of miracles!) I actually forgot all about him and had a terrific summer!
Then Monday came: the first day the kids came to school. And as I drove to work, I thought "Gilbertooooooooooooooo". Then I sighed. Then I prayed:
"Lord, please give me YOUR strength to deal with Gilberto and all his behaviors... or else remove the problem completely."
So you can picture my utter shock and relief upon learning later that morning that Gilberto and his family had moved away to a different part of Texas!! I imagine God knew exactly what I would be able to handle and what I wouldn't!!!!