God's in His Heaven.

 It was Monday, and it had been a hard day. Sleep deprived teacher, tired students, and winter dulldrums were a combination that didn't set that well. We made it through the day, and after I sent the little chillens home with their mamas for the rest of the day, the thought of "I am so done. I just want summer vacation" kept rolling over and over in my mind, and it didn't cheer me up any. We had supper plans, so after a nice afternoon of taking it easy and trying to stay warm, I got ready and drove over to our plans. I pulled in the driveway, parked, and got out and started to go inside. All at once from across the pasture, I heard "Miss Unruh! Miss Unruh!" I stopped and looked and i saw a little boy, one of my own precious students, running as fast as his little legs could carry him, and yelling out my name as he ran. That fast, the thought hit me...God gave you these little children to feel your heart to full and overflowing. I turned and walked out to meet him, and he ran up, and excitedly began telling me that they had set some gopher traps in the pasture and had caught a gopher already. After a little bit of talking, we all turned and walked into the house and had supper.


  It wasn't much, and he didn't know how it changed my day for me. That was a couple of days ago and I still keep replaying that little moment in my mind, of looking out and seeing a little boy, running at full tilt, yelling my name, to tell me about his gopher traps. It has filled my heart to overflowing numerous times since then, about just why i am here. That dear little boy doesn't know it, but at times it almost makes me cry, because God knew how I needed that little boost to help me along.  All it took was one innocent little boy. It really doesn't take much. Maybe we ourselves do the same thing for others and never realize how it affects them. 


   That evening, after i was home, my heart was content and i wouldn't change anything about life right now...it's not always like that, but for right now, for this moment, and for this day...


  God's in His Heaven, alls right with the world. 

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