The Natural Order

When did love become unmoving?
When did love become un-consuming?

The words from Sidewalk Prophets are ringing in my mind after a conversation with a best friend and other recent thoughts . . . but more on that another time.

I took a personal day Friday, at the cost of my three teammates who had to field 33 third graders each, instead of the usual 25, when no sub picked up my position.  I felt too guilty, but I just couldn't do it anymore.  So that night, my loving Father and I had a talk.





He revealed to me again the beauty, the grandeur, the interconnectedness of the natural order, that in my selfishness and caving in, I was too short-sighted to see.  Even that - even just the natural order.  And how I fit into it.  His proposition, my resolution, was very simple - to submit to it.  To submit to, enter into the natural order of what is, like how my sleeping gives me life, on a natural, healthy, normal, organic level.  And that my eating well is similar.

If I fit myself into, rather, submit to, the natural order, Someone else can take care of the supernatural order, who is much better at it than I am.

Sure enough, 10 hours last night increased my self-control substantially today.  I can't imagine what a couple nights of that would do for my sanity . . . and my teaching.  Here's to humility - to seeing and to living according to the natural order.