Monday, September 20, 2010

For the Hope of a Little Morale

In my former office, my coworker and I had a sign:  "Due to budget cuts, the light at the end of the tunnel will no longer shine."  It was amusing--in a tongue in cheek sort of way.  Unfortunately, the reality of that statement is leaving more and more people offering a slight "ha."  Frankly, it hits a little too close to home.

I could spend hours sharing my frustrations with the expectations in education.  I can't, for the life of me, figure out why we are never allowed time to see if a program will be successful.  Instead, we are forced to change strategies every two years or so.  We are constantly being held alongside other countries that have completely different expectations for students (and that don't even test the entire student population) and that comparison is not favorable for us.  It makes me wonder why we're so willing to compare our students, but rarely any other aspect of living in two very different countries.

Morale, unfortunately, isn't just evading the workplace.  I've seen a definite lack of it in my church, and in myself.  Maybe it's a dry season.  But it's depressing to think that the place with the "good news" still lacks in the spirit of optimism.

I have to be honest with you.  I'm tired.  I'm just about tired of everything, and the good majority of that feeling revolves around a general feeling of inability.  There are so many things that I just can't fix.  I know it's not my job, and I'm not trying to declare that it is.  If you want to tell me that God can fix everything, you will be completely right.  God can.  I can do all things through Him because He gives me strength (Phil. 4:13).

I believe in Him wholeheartedly.  I know what He is capable of.  I have seen Him deliver.  But in the deepest recesses of my heart, what I fear has nothing to do with whether or not He can. 

Sometimes, I just wonder if He will.