Last year I gave away about 100 pencils before Christmas. This year I knew that I wouldn’t be able to keep up this pace with the number of students I would have each period, but I didn’t really know how to solve this problem.
UNTIL………..
I was in the Christian bookstore this summer (remember when I bought the praise flowers) and there was the nastiest green water bottle on the counter. When I asked about it, I learned that this was the water that is available to children in many third world countries.
For some reason this hit a nerve in me that had never been hit in such a profound way. I looked down in front of me and there was Raj, a four year old boy from India. His eyes swept me away.
As tears filled my eyes, I knew that I was suppose to adopt him as a sponsor through World Vision for some reason. I didn’t really know why, but I just felt a powerful urge to take his picture home and help his family.
As the employee at the store went to get the necessary paperwork, I thought of my class this year and thought, “This is how I will take care of the pencil problem! I’ll let my students help Raj by selling pencils instead of giving them away!”
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On the first day of school, I explained to my class what the plan for the year was, and I think they were excited! Deep inside kids want to help other kids.
There’s something special about knowing that a pencil is helping a little boy on the other side of the world!
It makes me realize that even though many days I feel about as useful as one pencil in a drawer full of pencils I still make a difference……….
So do you.
My thought for Friday is this:
Be the best pencil you can be and WHO KNOWS HOW GOD WILL USE YOU!!
Sharpen your skills!
Erase your mistakes!
Point people in the right direction!
And create a beautiful masterpiece in the world around you!
From one pencil to another, I love you all!
In December of 2007 as our youngest son, Nick, was fighting brain cancer, I began to blog. Writing provided a way for me to release all of my questions, fears, and doubts. It also allowed me to share the ups and downs of Nick's journey with people who were praying for him all over the world. When Nick went Home in November of 2008, my blog became my way of searching for God in the midst of my deep heartache. My heart was broken and grief brought to the surface every emotion imaginable. Being able to release those emotions through my writing brought a sense of purpose to my pain. Having already walked the road of grief in 1992 when we lost our daughter to SIDS, I knew I needed a way to keep from falling into a pit of depression and despair. I had walked close to the edge of a bottomless pit when we lost our daughter,and I knew I couldn't let myself get that close to the edge again. This blog has been and continues to be my tiny corner of the world where I can share My Heart as I journey through God's Word.......thus the name........ My Heart His Words. Thank you for taking time to share life with me. If we do not meet while here on earth, I look forward to hearing all about your life when we reach our final destiny.........Heaven! Email me anytime at 

Your students are blessed to have you as a teacher. Not only do they get to learn the three R’s but they get to learn lifeskills. Praying for you and all of those responsible to educating America’s children in this challenging time.
Blessings,
Gloria