The Power of Prayer

Today was amazing....my eighth period is not exactly the most focused nor attentive class and it's become quite frustrating and discouraging already. There are a few students, actually one in particular, that pull the rest of the class down. This student hasn't had the best home life growing up. He lives with his grandparents now and mom is in and out of the picture. Dad is in jail. This student doesn't want to be at school and is trying to get in trouble enough to get kicked out. I know there's a lot of pain in his life. He feels like he's a failure and isn't smart enough. I know better. So I've begun to pray...a lot... for him, for the class, for wisdom in knowing how to deal, respond and discipline him, and for opportunities to show him I care. Before class yesterday I sat in his seat and prayed directly for him. That's such an awesome thing to be able to do....to know that that student is going to sit in that very spot that you've prayed God's presence over. If you think about it, pray for this boy, for the situation, the class and me. I'd appreciate it. Today, though, was great. There were few distractions and abruptions in class and this student was actively engaged in the discussion. It was awesome and I have no one to thank but God.