Stolen Prayer

I stole this from another blog, but more importantly, no one can steal the power of prayer. No one can take away prayer, you can always pray, no matter what. Lately when I've been getting really fed up with school or tired or frusterated throughout the day, I just lean my head down and think about God. I don't usually pray, I just think. No one can ever take that from you. Not ever.



After being interviewed by the school administration, the eager teaching prospect said: "Let me see if I've got this right. You want me to gointo that room with all those kids, and fill their every waking moment with a love for learning, and I'm supposed to instill a sense of pride intheir ethnicity, modify their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of abuse and even censor their T-shirt messages and dress habits.You want me to wage a war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, check their backpacks for weapons of mass destruction, and raisetheir self esteem. You want me to teach them patriotism, good citizenship, sportsmanship, fair play, how to register to vote, how to balancea checkbook, and how to apply for a job. I am to check their heads for lice, maintain a safe environment, recognize signs of antisocial behavior, make sure all students pass the provincial exams, even those who don't come to school regularly or complete any of their assignments. Plus, I am to make sure that all of the students with handicaps get an equal education regardless of the extent of their mental or physical handicap. I am to communicate regularly with the parents by letter, telephone, newsletter and report card. All of this I am to do with just a piece of chalk, a computer, a few books, a bulletin board, a big smile AND on a starting salary that almost qualifies my family for food stamps! You want me to do all of this, and then you tell me... I CAN'T PRAY!?!