Teachers come in all sizes
I'm a pink and blue kind of gal... have you ever noticed when you look into your closet, you see your colors clearly defined? I didn't realize how much of a pink girl I was until this past Christmas. I received lots of pink things from people who noticed I liked to wear pink:-) I remember years and years ago, one of the ladies in my church had a class for "us girls only" about what skin tone we were. There was spring, summer, fall and winter to choose from... not exactly hard, right? Right. It came down to three choices (for I knew I wasn't a "fall"... oranges and browns don't work for me). Eventually I narrowed it down to "spring" or "summer". Just when I thought I had the right season, the teacher came over and said, "Oh no. You're not _____, you're ____." Oh. I learned a lesson from that experience. When I look at a situation from my viewpoint, I only see a partial picture. But by stepping back and viewing the situation from another person's eyes and even from the Lord's viewpoint, you get a different view. This is why the Lord places teachers in my life. Teachers who have been there, and done that. Teachers might be... A parent. A pastor. A college professor. A friend. A sibling. A nephew or niece. A perfect stranger. The checker at Wal-mart. A neighbor. A child from junior church. A baby Christian. Today as I go to a high school graduation, I just might learn something from the very girls I taught this past year.