Category Archives: Scripture for the day



Covered with feathers
and sheltered under great wings,
I am not afraid.

Text and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Photo: Bible open to Psalm 91:4
More The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 20 with the theme “Feather” here
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon here
More Straight Out of the Camera shots here
More Macro Monday photos here



and at liberty—

Text and photo © 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Photo: Bible open to Galatians 5:1
More The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 13 with the theme “Liberty” here
More Monday Poetry Train Revisited #136 here


“I’m desperate,” said the principal. “I don’t have anyone to teach seventh-grade language arts. Do you want the job?” Although I’m a special education teacher, I am also highly qualified to teach language arts in middle school.
“I need to think about it,” I said. “It’s important to me to keep working with the kids who have IEPs. Let me see if there’s a way to do both.”
“Let me know as soon as you can,” said the principal. “We’re already in the second week of school and I don’t have any prospects. “
“Are you crazy?” the school counselor asked, when I told her what I was contemplating. “Why would you want to try to do two jobs?”
Undeterred, I started to sketch out some possibilities.
Later in the day, I called a trusted friend and told her about the principal’s request. “What’s in it for you?” she asked.
“More work,” I admitted, “but no more pay. I’d have to figure out a way to balance my caseload and teach four classes a day.”
After I clicked off the phone, I asked myself, “Will doing this job help you or hinder you along your chosen path?” I started to entertain doubts.
I awoke in the middle of the night, unable to sleep as I weighed the pros and cons of accepting the principal’s request. I stumbled into the kitchen and turned on my laptop to listen to Pray-As-You-Go.
The Scripture for the day, from Judges, chapter 9, was a bizarre tale about talking trees. I couldn’t imagine why the producers of the podcast had chosen it, and I paid little attention.
But when the narrator read the story a second time, I heard clearly: “And the trees said to the fig tree, ‘Come you, and reign over us.’ But the fig tree said to them, ‘Shall I leave my sweetness and my good fruit, and go to sway over the trees?’”
Quickly I paraphrased that question and applied it to my own dilemma: “Shall I leave the sweet moments of special education just to prove that I’m a good language arts teacher as well?”
I had my answer for the principal.