More Than a Teacher
Sometimes, as a teacher, it’s difficult for me to separate my identity as a teacher from my identity as a person. It’s what I feel called to do. It’s my hobby. It’s my passion. If I’m being completely transparent though, at times, teaching has also become so elevated in my life, that I could really consider it an idol. As I’ve looked ahead to pursuing my Ph.D. and leaving the elementary classroom to transition into something else in the realm of education, I’ve often asked myself, “Who am I if I’m not a teacher?” Each time I’ve asked that question, the weight of it has almost crushed me. Because the truth is, I am so much MORE than a teacher, and so are YOU.
I absolutely believe that God knit each of us together in our mothers’ wombs, that He has great plans for us to prosper, that He gives each of us gifts to work for the good of others, and that His ways are perfect. Sometimes though, I have my blinders on. I see standards, standardized tests, and seemingly never-ending mandates. I see paper mountains to scale and grade and record. I see a room FULL of kids who need me. And then I get so focused on doing my job..on using my gifts…that I forget sometimes that teaching isn’t IT. I forget that it’s really a secondary (probably more like a tertiary) part of my identity. I am a child of God. I am wife and a mother. Then I am a teacher…by trade. It cannot define who I am. It cannot consume me. As much as I love it, it can’t be all there is, because there is so much more. And that is a beautiful thing!
I’m not sure what I am going to do with this part of my blog, but I felt compelled to do something…to share my heart. If you’re interested, check back to see where this goes in the future.
In the meantime, work hard. Love those kids. Love what you do. Just remember, you are more than a teacher. You were made for MORE.