Prayers....

To my dearest friends,

It is a very rare occurance that I actually am seeking prayers for myself, but today is the day that I am really needing you to lift me up to Him. I have been having quite a bit of abdominal pain for the last month, but I just dismissed it as cramps. After being constantly prodded by my dear mother, I went to my OB today. I have been diagnosed with an ovarian cyst the size of a grapefruit. This diagnosis terrifies the living poop out of me because of just how serious and life-threatening they can be. He sent me home with an antibiotic, pain, and nausea meds to be on "extreme light duty" until I go back to him next Tuesday. He thinks it will shrink a little over the next week and he plans to scope me and then drain it surgically. When you are saying your prayers this evening, please send one up for me to have the strangth and peace to rest and overcome this obstacle. I love you all and thank you more than words can express for being so special in my life.

<3 Crystal Michelle Center Krausz

New Enterprise High School!

3 years is such a short blip on the radar of eternity

Once upon a time, Paul challenged us to forget what was behind and strain toward what is ahead. “Press on,” he said, “toward the goal to which God has called us.” (Philippians 3: 13-14). . . the Lord had spoken these words through Isaiah, “Those who hope in the Lord, will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” (Isaiah 40: 31). . . Jesus said, “Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest . . . for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.” (Matthew 11: 28-29) These words are a source of strength, indeed.

What will it be like, to begin a school day at 7:55 . . . to run a normal schedule . . . to have school bells punctuate the daily routine . . . to have a permanent shelter from the elements . . . for students to have their own parking place near the building . . . their own lockers, instead of big ol’ backpacks or chunky purses? What will it be like, to have our own place; one that is not scattered, rickety, or shared?

Three years can be quite a long time . . . and tomorrow, it will have been three years since our community was devastated and our high school destroyed by powerful winds of nature. In those three years, we have traveled through . . . a tunnel . . . and with its share of dark days . . . but there have been some bright rays, too. Encouraging friends, a patient local populace, and untiring co-workers have certainly provided much-needed light. But, the true heroes, the ones who have shone the brightest, have been our students. They are the ones, who have continued to build, anyway . . . to dream, anyway . . . to believe, anyway . . . to love, anyway . . . to sing, anyway . . . and I want to be like them.To borrow a few words, “God is great, but sometimes life ain’t good, and when I pray, it doesn’t always turn out like I think it should, but I do it, anyway . . . I sing because I’m happy, and I sing because I’m free, His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.”

………..Thank You, Lord, for our student leaders, during these difficult days.


* Photo #1 - my classroom
* Photo #2 - same
* Photo #3 - where I was found after it has been cleaned

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