I am thankful for Joe Boris, a history/sociology teacher at State College Area High School. He is retiring this year, after 40 years at State High. The number of students he’s touched is in the tens of thousands and there isn’t one who knows Joe at all that doesn’t love him. Or at least will admit to it.
He was one of the most popular teachers back in my day (I graduated in ’80) and his reputation with students and colleagues alike has only grown stronger over the years. He has always put the students first…OK, maybe second after his wife.
His “trick” for connecting, motivating, challenging, and changing students’ lives? Trust. You knew you could talk to him about anything and he’d listen. He’d give you wisdom if you wanted it…or needed it. He’d help plan out a prank; he’d figuratively hold your hand if you pushed the envelope too far and needed to face the music.
He is a man of faith. Faith in God. Faith in his colleagues. Faith in himself. Faith in his students–and be sure to know that if you went to State High, you were his student, whether or not you actually took any of his classes.
I can easily say that my life is richer for having known him.
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unday’s Spiritual Spin
I am thankful for my brothers and sisters in arms who have fallen in the line of duty. Memorial Day is the day on which we honor those who gave their lives in defense of our country. It is no surprise that nearly all Americans recognize this honor, regardless of their viewpoints on religion, politics, etc. It is because we understand that freedom is never free, that “the tree of liberty is watered by the blood of patriots.”
To those who survive, my heartfelt thanks. Word cannot express my gratitude nor comfort your sorrow. I therefore ask the Lord Who is Comfort to do it for me.
While those of us who served, or are currently serving, appreciate the gratitude expressed to us on Memorial Day, we (if I may be so bold as to speak for everyone else) would greatly prefer that gratitude be focused toward those who have joined the ranks of the rarest of honors: Families of the Gold Star.
Veterans are most appropriately thanked on Veteran’s Day. Those currently serving, on Armed Forces Day.
But you know what? It’s better do express the gratitude while we’re all still around to hear it, so while I do have a bit of a…particular view…in the matter, don’t let my hobby-horse get in the way.
I am thinking of them today primarily because they’re off on one of their “Air School” adventures: 20 miles on the Appalachian Trail, somewhere down in VA. Not sure exactly where since my nephew really didn’t make that very clear. Maybe when he gets home.
Of course, he had to talk to be at least a bit so he could swipe…ah, borrow, some of my backpacking gear. Oh well. I noticed that he missed my rain suit so he might get rained on.
Anyway, Grace Prep offers opportunities like this on a fairly routine basis. I encourage you to take a peek at what they are all about; check out their website.
Here’s their “40 Points of Grace” that you could consider their mission statement and philosophy…Definitely a fresh outlook on what education is supposed to be.
I am thankful for Fellowship. What is called the Communion of the Saints in many of Creeds. You may have noticed that.
What you may not know is that most Believers spell Fellowship this way: F O O D*
With a potluck lunch after service today, what can I say?
Om, nom, nom, nom…
*And for good cause. For those so inclined, try doing a bible study of all the things God does around food or the table. From eating the Fruit in Genesis, to the Wedding Feast of the Lamb in Revelation, God says a lot when there’s food around…just sayin. Almost like He invented the idea…
I am thankful for My Mom! But then, who isn’t? Thankful for MY mom, I mean. Of course, the majority of my vast and valued audience loves their own mothers. All I can say is that if you’re not thankful for my mother, it is simply because you don’t know her.
Mother’s Day: wikipedia has an incredible amount of stuff for Mother’s Day. Spend a moment in amazement at all the different places that formally acknowledge Mom.
I’d say be sure to include the “mom’s” that aren’t biologically related to you, too.
So, for my mother, and for all the mom’s out there who do that God-sent Mom thing for us all:
I am thankful for the end of the semester. While that means my temp job is temp over, it also means that i can actually get to worship with my home congregation today. And corporate worship is a good thing.