Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Why I am falling in love with Jr. High.

The other day someone asked me what it was like working with Jr. Highers.

At that exact moment in time, I found myself at a loss for the right words to describe what that opportunity is like.

But as I walked back to our apartment tonight,I thought back on so many of our evening's events and decided that maybe I do have the words after all.

It goes a little something like this:

Can I go to the bathroom?

Bieber Fever!

We broke up.



I don't like that flavor ice cream.

I just spilled ice cream all over her shirt.

Can the 4 of us go to the bathroom?

I am in a play this weekend!

We won our basketball game!

School was horrible today and I want to never ever ever go back there ever again.

Want to read my story? It is about a princess who is a Ninja.


Guys, let's sit with the 8th grade boys.

Can I have another bowl?

I don't know how to play this game.

Wait, what are the rules?

I heart Justin Bieber.

I really miss my brother. Sometimes I wonder if he even remembers I am alive.

8th grade guys are so dumb.

There is a bully at my school. I don't like going.

Will you do my homework for me PLEEEEAAASSEEE.

I stayed up til' 4:00 in the morning WAHOOOO!!!

Which do you like better Unicorns or Platypi?

I just drank a mountain dew.

I don't know what to do. My friends all swear and I don't want to.

You don't dance very good.

I just threw up.

She just threw up.

My dad left. I don't think he's coming back.

I have a bagillionzillionkatrillion pieces of homework to do!!!

I don't wear deodorant. I don't need it yet.

Can the 8 of us use the bathroom?

I don't think she likes me. She had a party and I wasn't invited.

I hate my hair.

Ninja Ninja Ninjas, you are so beast, beast, beast.

Ok, next week, let's all dress up like we are nerds or something.

I ate something off of the floor and I am not sure what it was. Also, I don't feel well.

I wish more of my friends knew Jesus.

It's my birthday next week and I am turning 13 and guess what guess what guess what...I get to be on Facebook!

That lesson from last week...I really needed to hear that. It reminded me that God knows what I am going through.

What is it like working with Jr. Highers? One of the craziest, messiest,most hysterical and random rides you will ever take in your entire life. But it is one fraught with moments of the Divine. They are the moments that shine bright amidst the chaos. The moments in a growing child's life when you actually get to witness the hand of God molding one His son's or daughters. It is a responsibility that we do not take lightly and a privilege that we do not take for granted.

If you ever get the chance to talk to one of these hundred mile per hour human beings, I encourage you to listen closely. You never know what's between each line.


Keri Early said...


Laura Ann said...

I love this! It is so true--its the little things :o)