Left Out!

By Crystal Drake

Have you ever felt left out of something?  Maybe it was a party, a special event or just a friend get together.  For some reason, they didn’t invite you.  You feel a little sting and you begin to wonder if perhaps you did something offensive to cause this injustice.  Your mind begins to search back and the little rainbow wheel in your head is turning just like the one on your computer.  It hurts to be left out.  We all try to pretend that it doesn’t matter and that we’re fine.  But deep down, there’s a nagging sting that keeps presenting itself to our mind for several days afterwards.  Why does it matter so much?  Why can’t we just let it roll off the proverbial duck’s back?  I think the answer might be that we take it personally.  We tend to believe that it was intentional and that we just aren’t valued or liked or good enough to be invited.  When in fact, many times, it truly wasn’t even personal.  It was simply an oversight, or an intentional decision made for a reason that has nothing to do with us personally.  Regardless of the reason, learning how to shake these things off quickly is key to maintaining our joy and our confidence.  It also keeps us from forming grudges against people, which is not what we are called to do as Christians.

I know someone who is able to do this pretty well.  She was recently slighted in something that could have easily ended a friendship.  But, she decided not to let it affect her.  She came up with a list of reasons why she was better off for not being included.  For example, maybe you don’t have to worry about attending the event that is miles away, you don’t have to get a babysitter, you don’t have to buy a gift or a new dress, or you don’t have to be anxious about doing something you didn’t want to do in the first place…all because you weren’t invited.  If you choose to change your perspective when you feel left out, it can seriously help you ignore the sting.  We should realize that we too, have probably left someone out before.  We may not have even realized it, but perhaps we hurt someone else.  If we want forgiveness then we have to give it also. 

I once received an invitation to the Florida Sunshine Ball hosted by Governor Rick Scott and his wife that was being held in Washington, D.C..  I wasn’t sure why I received it, but it made me feel very special and important and I saved the invitation.  One day I was looking at it again and I felt compelled to re-write the invitation.  This is what I wrote:

The Governor of the World and His Son

Request the honor of your presence at the

Eternal Heavenly Ball

Date & time established but not revealed

Glory Auditorium

Air transportation will be provided

Your RSVP has already been received & you are on the guest list

Invitations are non-transferable

Black tie not required

New clothing will be provided upon arrival

Event is sponsored by ‘I Am’ a/k/a your Father

We all receive this invitation, but many of our friends and family have not sent their RSVP back yet.  If you’ve already secured yours, then get up and go talk to someone that you want to see there and help them get theirs sent in asap.   This is the only function we should be concerned about attending, the rest are merely social events.  “Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face, and the things on earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.”  If you don’t get invited to the event, create your own party and refuse to get caught in the trap of offense.  You’re smarter than that and there are more invitations to extend!

Leadership

By Crystal Drake – Great leadership isn’t simply having the courage to speak up in public meetings.  I’ve seen and heard a lot of people do that in the past and they have not inspired me to follow them.  It also is not a condescending attitude towards others who share a different perspective in an attempt to quiet them.  I’ve also witnessed that behavior and I have seen it shut down others in the room that may actually have had a great idea or solution but were intimidated into being silent. Truly effective leadership is being able to articulate your thoughts and ideas in ways that those listening will consider your input as valid and be willing to consider incorporating your ideas into their own reasoning process.  It also means that you are willing and capable of doing the same information assimilation with new information or perspective from those around you.  This is what transforms someone from being a ‘figure-head’ into being an agent for positive change and movement towards a shared goal.  That is the essence of great leadership.  It hinges on your reputation and the level of trust your listeners have for you.  Your audience must trust you to be honest and transparent.  They must know that you are not speaking out of self-interest alone, but they must believe that your intentions are for the good of the organization (or the family in a smaller context).  If you personally benefit, that’s okay, as long as the organization/family benefits also and that the advantages you will gain are being made transparent.  That is the foundation of civic virtue.

For example, my son wanted to play T-ball.  I went to the Youth Athletics Organization meeting.  It was determined at the meeting that T-ball would not be offered that year due to a lack of coaches.  They would only be supporting Little League and Girls’ Softball.  I was so disappointed that I wanted to throw my sucker in the dirt.  But instead, I volunteered to coach a T-Ball team and promised that I would find other coaches if they would agree to offer T-Ball.  I left that meeting agreeing to do something that I had never even witnessed before, but I was becoming a problem solver!  Was I motivated by self-interest?  Sure, I wanted my kid to get to play ball.  Fortunately, my self-interest was beneficial to my community as well because a lot of other kids got to play that year that wouldn’t have had the opportunity.  That’s called a win-win.  This is an example of civic virtue at work.

I’ve learned in my short time as an elected official serving on a board, that being a leader is more than simply being vocal.  In fact, being vocal is often irritating to those less inclined to engage in discussion.  It takes building credibility with your peers, listening, respecting others, asking questions, having tough conversations and following through.  But, most importantly, it takes a commitment to do and say what you believe is right regardless of what others might think or say.  It takes being willing to possibly lose the approval of those around you.  As an elected official, it also takes an internal moral obligation against doing something out of a desire to be re-elected, instead of doing what you know is right and appropriate.  In short, it takes guts!

When I think of leadership in the Bible, I immediately think of Moses and the task that God gave him to lead his people to the ‘Promised Land’.  Moses was unsure of his leadership skills; he had to learn to trust God.  God used unusual and strange events to assist Moses on his journey that sometimes looked ridiculous to his followers.  Yet, they learned to trust him.  The sad part of Moses’ story is that he did not get to enter the ‘Promised Land’ with his people.  His mistake came when he stopped trusting God.  “For you shall see the land before you, but you shall not go there.” (Deuteronomy 32:52)  God instructed Moses to SPEAK to the rock, but instead he struck the rock with his staff, as had been done in the past.  God wanted Moses to do something new and different.  It was a minor difference with a huge consequence.  So perhaps, the real secret to being a successful leader who gets to see the outcome of his or her work, is to listen to God and do EXACTLY as He instructs, even if it has never been done before. Go coach a t-ball team!

Dear Teacher

by Crystal Drake I’ve been there…when the high school student informed me that my ‘barn door was open’ as I watched 28 students’ eyes suddenly shift from my face to my mid section.

I’ve been there…when I couldn’t find my car in the parking lot, because a student I gave my keys to earlier in the day, so they could retrieve something for me, moved it to a different location!

I’ve been there…when a student suddenly jumped up and ripped his shirt off during my class because the student behind him put itching powder down his back.

I’ve been there…when the Rejection Hotline informed me that I had bad breathe and no one would want to date me, because a student told me it was his dad’s work number.

I’ve been there…when a fight broke out in my classroom in front of an elderly guest speaker and in complete horror, I heard one of my students scream the ‘F’ word.

Note to reader:  All of the above situations included the SAME student!  That’s what happens when you teach kids from 10th through 12th grade.

I’ve been there…when a student fell asleep and I didn’t wake him when the bell rang.  When he finally woke up and started looking around, he saw unfamiliar classmates; I had the last laugh that day.

I’ve been there…when a kindergarten student cut her bangs off under my substitute supervision the day before school pictures.

I’ve been there…when one of my students pulled a knife out of his pocket and started chasing his friend around my room.

I’ve been there…when a substitute left a completed Referral Form on my desk regarding a misbehaving student.  However, I did not have a student named Gil Matthews.

I’ve been there…when a student’s pants came off during a skit to reveal boxer shorts (thank goodness) underneath, while I was videoing with a camera on my shoulder that weighed at least 20 pounds.

I’ve been there…when someone glued my erasers to the board so high I couldn’t reach them because I had written them a Referral for not wearing a belt.

I’ve been there…when a student tied a piece of fishing line across the aisle and then innocently called me back to his group to ask a question.  I somehow caught myself from falling on my face.  No one in the group would admit to the prank.  (I was finally able to solve the mystery when he graduated and inside a thank you card was a piece of fishing line).

I’ve been there…when I had to write my own 12th grade daughter a Referral Form – yes, I mean Mrs. Oxer.

I’ve been there…when after announcing a pop quiz, a 12th grade student was so mean that I ran out of my room to a bench outside where I cried my eyes out.  The same student finally talked me into coming back inside and agreed to take the quiz if I would just please stop crying.

I’ve been there…when a student passed my Pre-Test with a high B and went to the Guidance Counselor to try, unsuccessfully, to drop my class even though he needed the credit to graduate.  When she wouldn’t let him, he began calling me “Drakula” until he graduated.  He later used his computer skills to save me when I was stranded in Hawaii with no return home plane ticket.  Today he is one of my most trusted & beloved friends.

I’ve been there…when my AP students (first AP class offered at MHHS) planned a mutiny & went to the principal to complain about my class because I was making them read too much.  Thank goodness for a principal that had my back!

I’ve been there…when I realized the video clip I was showing was inappropriate & started thinking, “How can I destroy this tape before anyone on the School Board sees it and I lose my job?”  (I videoed the evening news over it that night in a fashion that would have made Richard Nixon proud.)  P.S.  Don’t show video that students bring in without previewing it first, especially if it is a scene from Saturday Night Live, even if the topic IS about the Supreme Court.

I’ve been there…when students took clear plastic wrap to my car to pay me back for pranking them and completely wrapped all of my car doors shut!

I’ve been there…when a student gave me a sympathy card after the death of my brother, that touched me so deeply, I still remember it to this day.

I’ve been there…when we buried a 50 year time capsule on the football field and I plan to be there when we open it in 2050.  (I’ll be 91).

I’ve been there…when a student tried to start a fire in my classroom.

I’ve been there…when I tried to break up a fight between two boys and I got shoved up against a desk by one of them & the entire class let out a simultaneous gasp.

I’ve been there…when I tried to play TOUCH football with middle school boys and was tackled to the ground. I woke up to a group of little boys all staring down at me with fear all over their faces, afraid they had accidently killed their teacher.

I’ve been there…when a giant middle school student picked me up and held me out in the uncovered courtyard in the rain while I kicked and screamed, “Let me down!”

I’ve been there…when my students gave a presentation in front of an audience of over 500 spectators at a university, were on the news that night & then testified in Tallahassee at a committee meeting regarding our project.

I’ve been there…when they buried too many of my former students.

I’ve been there…when my 12th graders told me I looked like J-Lo so I wouldn’t give the pop quiz.  They were much smarter than the group who made me cry!

I’ve been there…in New York City on Spring Break with my students taking pictures of them with the ‘Naked Cowboy’.

I’ve been there…in Washington, D.C. for the first presidential inauguration after 9/11 & waited in freezing cold weather, in a security line that wrapped around a city block, to finally get inside the perimeter fence –  to an inauguration that was already over.

I’ve been there…in the teacher trainings and faculty meetings that made me want to bang my head against the wall.

I’ve been there…listening to a principal tell me I had to add one more poster to my wall or one more element to my lesson plan, without EVER telling me I could take some other requirement away!

I’ve been there…when the parent doesn’t realize that their child doesn’t always tell the truth.

I’ve been there…when the evaluation doesn’t validate me as a good teacher, because the things I insist on doing for my kids aren’t on the measuring tool.

I’ve been there…when my colleague gossips about me for trying to excel at what I do & they don’t want to do the same, so they criticize.

I’ve been there…when the last day of school being somewhere in sight is the only thing that can get me out of bed in the morning.

I’ve been there…when I was sick & should have stayed home, but I knew I needed to be at school that day for something that a substitute wouldn’t be able to do.

Thank you & please know that I appreciate & highly esteem all that you do, because…I’ve been there.

“If your gift is serving others, serve them well.  If you are a teacher, teach well.” 

Romans 12:7

A Chain of Love

By Crystal Drake

Papa Dub (my husband’s grandpa name) & I will celebrate 40 years of marriage next month!  I think everyone is surprised that we made it this far, including us!  To say we’ve had a rocky marriage is an enormous understatement.  The lyrics from the song a friend sang at our wedding truly described our impending experience.  “And even though we ‘aint got money, I’m so in love with you honey & everything will bring a chain of love.”  Ironically, Honey is now my grandma name & God provided the money.  It has never been easy because we both brought way too much childhood trauma into our relationship.  Maybe everyone does?  Our marriage has been full of hard work, tense moments, angry words, tears, hurt feelings, jealousy, resentment, loneliness, disappointment, fear, in-laws, out-laws (those were on my side LOL) and just about every negative emotion you can conjure.  But praise God there has also been loads of laughter, comfort, ease, excitement, love, friendship, cooperation, success, ball games, rodeos, homecomings & proms, hunting & fishing trips, birthday parties, graduations, weddings, six grandchildren, lots of good food & things I can’t mention because…well, my children might read this!  Marriage is a mixture of both priceless & horrendous times & if people tell you otherwise, don’t believe them.

Unfortunately, we still have explosive arguments and sometimes the topic is the same as ten years ago.  When we argue, things come to the surface that each of us has tried to ignore & stuff down inside ourselves just to keep the peace.  But when anger shows up, it all comes spilling over like Niagara Falls.  I thought that by now we would have had all of our ‘issues’ worked out & it grieves me when I realize we don’t.  But something tells me that we never will.  As long as we are in the flesh & on this side of heaven, we will have issues with those around us – not just our spouses either.  Living at peace with everyone you know is not for the fainthearted.  It takes humility & Jesus working in us to overcome the temptations that come against us daily to complain, to be over sensitive to the words of others, to get bored hearing the same old stories, to stay devoted when we feel like giving up, to love someone when we’re secretly sticking our tongue out at them when they turn their back! (Yes, I’ve actually done that as an adult because it’s nicer than saying what’s really on my mind & it makes me feel better!) You’re probably way too mature for that.

However, each day is a new chance to make peace with those around us.  Times of conflict actually bring me closer to Jesus, because I realize that my husband (or my friends) cannot fill all the needs that I have, even though I believe he really tries.  I’m just a hot mess and truthfully, so is he, and possibly…so are you?!  It’s strange how things that happened in my childhood will sometimes creep into my thoughts & I will realize what a negative effect they still have on my behavior.  It’s taking me a lifetime to work through all the ‘stuff’ that I saw, heard and did as a child.  So when the ‘D’ word presents itself to my brain, I think of a marathon runner quitting with the end of the race in sight…no way!  There’s been too much blood, sweat & tears to quit now!

So, today is Sunday and I have a date with my Father.  I will throw my hands up and sing to him because my throaty, hoarse, off-key voice sounds pleasing to him.  I’ll ask Him…again, to strengthen me, my marriage & my other relationships.  And the beautiful truth is that He has already done it & is taking the arguments & using them for our good.  The Bible says, “But when anything is exposed by the light, it becomes visible”  (Ephesians 5:13 ESV).  So don’t be afraid to tell your spouse or your friends or your co-workers how you really feel – be transparent & tell the truth, but do it with kindness if possible.  Happy Anniversary Dub – I love you more today than I did on May 25, 1979, in that Baptist Church on Ventura Ave., when we were just children searching for ourselves inside a relationship with someone else…

This Was Never in the Plan

By Crystal Drake I know people who have watched their child, a parent, or a spouse or sibling languish in pain during their last days on earth to a disgusting disease or illness. This was never in the plan.

I have friends who lost their own children in tragic accidents. The rest of us can’t even imagine the heartbreak and anguish this type of loss must bring.  But, tragedy doesn’t seem to discriminate. This was never in the plan.

What about parents whose children have been kidnapped and they never know what happened to them? What about the parent who absent-mindedly left their child in a hot car or was distracted at the pool?  What about the child that became addicted to drugs and the parents who have to witness their self-destruction daily?  Or what about children who grow up and then shoot their innocent classmates?  None of this was ever in the plan.

I have friends whose marriages fell apart.  They just couldn’t make it work.  The unkind words couldn’t be forgiven, the rejection or betrayal was just too deep to reconcile.  The intimacy was forever broken.  Some were abused emotionally and physically and have yet to recover. And even though some remain together, the past is ever present.  This was never in the plan.

I have friends whose families are torn apart because of disagreements that couldn’t be resolved.  Siblings don’t speak to one another, family members tip-toe around social gatherings avoiding eye contact with one another and trying to appear light-hearted and unaffected.  But in reality, the conflict caused deep emotional pain and feelings of mistrust and suspicion linger in the air like fog on an early morning and everyone feels its uncomfortable presence.  This was never in the plan.

Scripture says that God has a plan for our future.  (Jeremiah 29:11)  It says that His plan is for us to prosper and be blessed.  So what gets in the way of His plan?  Why don’t we live picture perfect lives?  Well, I won’t pretend that I know the answer and I pray that my ponderings won’t offend anyone.  Please know that I have read the book of Job, and I know that my “little” mind will probably never be able to comprehend the full truth of why bad things happen. Yet, I think it’s instinctive to try to make sense of things.

So, perhaps our free will got in the way or maybe it was circumstances we didn’t have control over that caused bad things to happen.  Perhaps it was destructive behaviors, pride, power, ego, control issues, bad genes, bad choices, bad drivers, bad accidents, bad timing, wrong place – wrong time, bad doctors, bad parents, bad teachers, bad, bad, bad!  We all have to agree that “bad” aka “evil” is present and is a powerful foe.

Therefore, we have to fight our way out from under the plans that went wrong and find a new plan in which to trust.  Some of my friends, who lost children, are now devoting their lives to helping other parents in the same situation.  Some divorced people become marriage counselors in hopes that they might save someone else’s marriage.  Recovered drug addicts make perfect counselors because they can truly “relate”.  Indeed, things don’t always turn out as planned…but life goes on.  Don’t quit on God because you don’t understand why, He may be hurting over it just as much as you are.  Remember that “Jesus wept”.  I refuse to believe that unconquered evil was ever part of His plan.