It is 12:24 and I just remembered that I did not have dinner.  I fell asleep after I got out of the shower and it took me half an hour to wake myself back up.  I had dried crazy hair and a pimple by my nose.  I don't get pimples.  Ever.  It's just that kind of day.  I've been in an antsy mood since.  An awful where do I belong mood.

But I just got back from a run and a long drive and life is not so very dramatic anymore.  Chill out Tasha.  You're going to be fine, stop holding your breath.

One of my students came back from recess and he had a scowl on his face.   
Cole, what's wrong?


I don't like it Miss B.  I just don't like recess with those little kids.  I want it to be just our class.  I want it to be just us.


I know Cole, but this is your chance to shine.  This is your chance to be Jesus.


Miss B, I don't want to be Jesus.  I want to be with Jesus.  

Yeah.  Yeah, me too.  Maybe that's why I'm always a little frustrated with life.  I want to be with Jesus.  Perfectly with Him.  I'm tired of sloppy-living life.  God I want to just sit.  To sit at Your feet and stop.  To sit at Your feet and stop being about me.