Quickly, Like Worker Bees

 Bees. They have swarmed my classroom with its theme, honeycombs and beehive images, and sayings like 'bee kind' and 'bee yourself.' 

Busy bees or rather my students sometimes talking and distracted from day to day.

I went to a hair salon in January named The Beehive Salon.

I recently thought of honey as a symbol, in Scripture. There are actually many!

"How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!" Psalm 119:103

"So I have come down to rescue them from the hand of the Egyptians and to lead them up out of that land into a good and spacious land, a land flowing with milk and honey." Exodus 3:8

The saying, 'busy bees' reminds me of some saints who were busy bees, (maybe St. Cecilia?), who were known to use their time well. 

"Kind words are like honey, sweet to the soul and healthy to the body." Proverbs 16:24

I felt closer to Mary this past Advent season, with the unknown before me, and trusting that God knew the outcome, even when I couldn't see or prepare that far. Trusting God, and Mary and how she could relate in her own way with the stressors of the unknown and uncertainty of finding a place for her newborn King was comforting. I eventually applied and prepared for a new job, all happening so quickly!

I knew I wasn't ready when I first heard about the open position in Fall, and then more comments from others to apply throughout late Fall. Timing was everything, and it was an opening that felt too timely, like it was meant for me. 

The details all matched up, and I couldn't think of a better orchestrator of it all. God's provision was timely, and sweet. 

Grassy Hill

 That grassy hill side, where I looked out and parked my car every morning, it came to me early on in the school year of relating it to Psalm 23- The Lord is my Shepherd. 

I loved the overhang so the sun wouldn't beat down too strongly on my car, and seeing that grassy hill, the back side of the school was the refreshing part of my mornings, as I would recall, 'The Lord is my Shepherd, He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul.'

I would imagine sheep would be grazing on that small hill, and God would be making everything turn out for the good. All the hard parts, loneliness, isolation, discernment and doubt be brought into something.

 That something of a school year, one where I felt so sure and lead where I was in the very beginning, soon enough morphed into feeling so depleted of energy, excitement, belonging and purpose. 

I felt like I was drifting and not really sure the next steps. I was usually at a loss for words and direction, just putting one step in front of the other. 

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Last winter, I came about a homily from Fr. Mike Schmitz. I thought it was profound and made me contemplate deeper with his words, "Your vocation is your deep longing meeting the world's deep need. Do what you know, where you are." 

That encouraged me to continue doing what I was doing- going to a job environment I didn't like or thrive in, and just to do it well, in the classes I was in, even the difficult ones and students I was helping. Trying to find the good and blessings in the mundane.

Fr. Schmitz also mentioned an amazing man I never heard about, who later would become friends with Pope John Paul II. He's now Servant of God or Venerable Jan Trunosky. His life was simple. It was impactful and meaningful yet hidden. He influenced St. Pope John Paul II to become a priest!

That next Monday morning I prayed and thought of Venerable Jan and asked him to help me in my job and to do it well, to bring about some good. It made all the difference, that mindset those winter months. Slowly but suddenly, I felt things changing internally.

Doing what I knew, where I was only helped me to see deeper, clearer of what God was preparing me for, to be a teacher.

Painting like God's Dream

 Painting our nature scene with the blue sky and colorful marshmallow clouds, green grass hills, flowers, and water was an experience, a fun and special New Year's Day creative endeavor with my mom and dear sister.  

It reminded me of God writing our rather painting our story, our year of how it should go, and us trying to either decipher how it should look and God's way (the original painting is better, with more precise, clear, color).

 And ours is not all those things but we do our best, but also that image, that painting that we create, God knows best. 

Those clouds that just make you want to dream, contemplate, relax underneath their changing cream fluff. The water with lily pads and the clouds' reflection- how can we reflect God's love, God's commandments, His compassion...

The blue water and refreshing hills restore us, vibrant colors and green pastures. The Lord is my Shepherd.

We can only dream what God has in store for us this new year. 

God is full of surprises.