so love can live to tell the tale.

ive been playing teacher assistant the past 2 days at a local school to a kindergarten classroom and that has been quite interesting. tiffany and i have done every type of cutting out letter or organizing that is possible in two classrooms. but we also go to play with some really sweet kids.

so i want you guys to meet derrick. he stuck out to me almost immediately after i walked into that classroom. all the kids needed help getting into their snack, but he was the only one frustrated and getting fussy about things. so i came over and asked him if he needed and he basically ignored me until after i asked a few more times he gave it up. getting him his cookies made us best friends. from then on he was attached to my hip. if the kids were supposed to sit on the floor to sing a song or play a game, he was sitting in the chair beside me ignoring anyone calling his name. he didnt even pay attention to me, but felt the need to be there. out on the playground he didnt play with any of the other kids and had a funny habit of scratching his head and shaking his fingers through his hair. and i loved him. i dont know if he had some type of disability, but i felt like there was just by his actions. im no professional, but its just what i thought. if yall know, let me know please :)

anywho, meeting him and spending time with me just made me so happy. today when we went back he was right by my side still just in his own little world. even if nothing was wrong with him, it made me question how kids with disabilities are treated here. its so different here, because no one has anything and then if you cant add to help your family you are useless and really not wanted. like for instance, there was this man downtown that everyday faithfully, came and played his ukulele by this bull statue.

everyday, that is his life, and has been for sooooo many years. i know that in the states, people with disabilities get treated really bad, but here, in a country that can hardly fend for itself in some places, i dont know. at one of the churches we did VBS at, there were i think 3 kids that had some disability, and we just not treated good. i guess its just been eye opening to see these kinds of things. and hard, but in the same way, such a blessing to see all the different ways the lord creates people to show how crazy his love is if that makes sense.

i was listening to this song by needtobreathe called "garden" today and i love the lyrics in it and thought it would be a nice little ending to my blog for the day:

‎"give me strength to die myself so love can live to tell the tale.

let the songs i sing bring joy to You. let the words i say confess my love.

Father let my heart be after you."

love.