One of the challenges of being a teacher is that my injury happened right before the school year began. I didn’t have anything prepared, and honestly, I was confused and felt like a bit of a mess when it came to work. The timing felt overwhelming.
But even in the middle of the chaos, I found little ways to stay connected. I checked emails often to keep up with my team, and when “Tropic Like It’s Hot” dress-up day came around, I joined in from home with my Hawaiian shirt. It may have just been a small gesture, but it brought joy and helped the time pass.
Balancing healing while still communicating with coworkers has been tricky. Some days I felt like I was doing too little, other days like I was trying to do too much. But I’m learning to give myself grace. Grace to heal. Grace to miss things. Grace to not have it all figured out.
2 Corinthians 12:9 “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Even when I feel weak or unprepared, God’s grace covers me. He has a way of turning our small efforts—even a silly Hawaiian shirt—into reminders of joy, community, and perseverance.
So here’s to giving ourselves grace in the messiness of healing and trusting that God fills in the gaps when we cannot.
 

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