...and probably my last. Last Friday night Ben and I went to the high school year-end dance. We couldn't dance like I usually do since my ankles decided to swell in ways not conducive for standing never mind dancing (Ben was so disappointed...he just just loves to hit the dance floor whenever he can). This is marking the beginning of the end for me. I have attended this event each of the 8 years I have been teaching at NCA. Being there sent my mind thinking in several different directions...realizing the reality of the end of a 13 year teaching career (at least for now)....thinking about my own high school experiences and how long ago that seems now...and then mostly thinking that there will come a day when my own daughter will be the age of these girls, wondering who she will be. What a daunting task parenting can seem at times...what responsibilty ...what a guessing game in many ways. I guess that I'd be in big trouble if it really were up to me to control the destiny of this child. I am so thankful that God already knows this child. He who formed her knows every aspect of her life and everything she will be!
"But now, this is what the LORD says—
he who created you, O Jacob,
he who formed you, O Israel:
"Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
I have summoned you by name; you are mine."
Isaiah 43:1
