So many of your names swirl inside my head like shining technicolor musical notes that each plays a harmony with the other and combines into a melody that only I can hear. Its so delicately beautiful I wish you could hear it! be but it will live in one variety or another for ever. Darlena Scites Ferguson...never sees herself as she is...she imagines herself to be an on server in life, never realizing that she is just placing everything she sees as a song of joy which she sings to the world........but she sees herself as reader, teacher, momma, friend.....but she does them all so well, and Rebecca, just a step away, teaching nurses to comfort and heal, and in doing so a tiny part of her is carried away into generations of nurses. Jenny Rebecca Mcclung, another of the observers who tended to watch very carefully how people treated others , not caring who they cared for, and now that same patient love who saw so deeply with the hearts of others is working with tiny children giving them educational skills, but oh so very much more because she is developing. Little skills and personalities. Or Dina Vacho, who is a most respected artist and interior designers who creates such beauty to surround others and bring joy and delight, she is one of my darlings, too. June Caldwell,, to this day is like a silent little woods fairy who sits so quietly watching learning and growing, is evidence that God gives beauty to see others uniquely even when they do not see it themselves. Such a wonderful talent, I think. There is Lisa Angel Miller who ghost writes and edits all those novels you all read so ferverently. She too was a little sparkle that twirled her laugher and smile around people and gave them the gift of joy without ever seeing that she was a gift. These are but a very very few students I have had on my mind today for one reason or another. And I am excited, so excited. Because with each of them (and I hope you as well)is just a seedling of thought, or purpose , or just plain momma loving is a part of my soul. What joy it brings me to realize that teaching is not just about books, but its more about planting heart seeds and my seeds are shared into others that create the various beautiful melodies that only an old teacher, and of course the best teacher can see. I hope God loves the songs each name brings forth. There are countless more names in my melody, for now I will listen to my song and add to it as It go Hope this sets you to thinking about people in your past and the beauty of just knowing theme has brought. And I hope it will make you happy for a moment of this day.
Posted on: Sat, 13 Sep 2014 13:17:40 +0000
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