Monthly Archives: February 2012

let’s pray.


“If my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land” 2 chronicles 7:14

I decided to start the prayer walking challenge I had set for myself in Sunday’s post.

Wednesday is notoriously the hardest  day for me. It’s long, it’s the middle of the week, and for some reason most discipline issues come about on Wednesday.

So, I  thought why not choose Wednesday to wake up 30 minutes earlier to pray? Things went pretty well. I was just 3 minutes behind schedule. I got my stuff, got out the door.

I got to my car and realized I had no keys. Uggh.

I called my roommate who happily let me in at 7:04 am (thanks!).  Crisis averted.

By the time I made it to school, I had about 25 minutes before breakfast duty. I drove around the neighborhood streets and prayed for the families. I sat in the parking lot and read Micah 5 as a battle cry for our school. I walked the halls and prayed for each staff member by name.

It was an awesome experience. I usually pray for school every day, but today I started seeing more tangible ways to impact our school community with prayer.

I started seeing plans, lists, charts in my head. I think this prayer project might grow bigger than imagined (which usually happens once I get my heart started in something:) ). I have all kinds of ideas in my head. Stay tuned for updates.

1st  school prayer walk: Success!

Do you have prayer walking techniques/strategies? I would love to hear them. Prayer requests? I would love to hear them too!

I hope that if you are a believer, that you are communing with God in prayer each day. I pray that you will draw near to him. I pray that He will wrap you in his love as you trust Him more. I also pray that you will be challenged and that your eyes will be open to how you can pray for the world around you.  Let’s pray. Let’s also believe that when we pray, God is going burst onto the scene and change lives!

Well, it’s been a long day. I have lots to share, but I feel like my bed is calling my name. I would like to leave you with a quote from my new favorite missionary from the 19th century.

“I am no longer anxious about anything, as I realize the Lord is able to carry out His will, and His will is mine. It makes no matter where He places me, or how. That is rather for Him to consider than for me; for in the easiest positions He must give me His grace, and in the most difficult, His grace is sufficient.”  -Hudson Taylor

With Joy,

Kim Eubanks


Today I felt like a proud momma.

I know I am not really their mom, but I just have to brag on my kids!

I had the privilege of visiting the 2nd grade piano recital. ( well, 1/2 of the 2nd grade. I have to wait until Thursday for the rest.) In our elementary school, we have a keyboard lab. The kids learn piano skills 2nd grade and on. Today in their class, they got to present one of the little songs they learned. A few parents came. There were snacks. It was a big to-do. I was told this morning that I “just HAD to be there,” so I made an appearance.

I had no idea what to expect. I work with 4 students that are in this class, so I was really excited to see their skills. When it was their turn, they walked up to the piano, introduced themselves, and played their piece. I watched the 1st few stumble through the introductions.( I can imagine they were nervous.) They played their piece and sat down.

Then my first boy got up. He introduced himself, just like we practiced, and played the best version of “Jumping Frogs,” I had heard. I was so proud that I almost teared up. The rest of my students got up, and all introduced themselves with confidence and played with competence.

Did I mention how proud I was?

Then, we had refreshments, and the kids got to serve their parents first. One of my students asked me if I wanted anything, since I had came as their “parent.” I was touched.

As they were leaving, each one of them asked me, “Miss Kim, did I do a good job?”

I replied, “Of course you did.” It was so great to see their smiles.

On the way home, I started thinking about how that experience will be different when it really is my own child up there. How will I feel? Then, I started to think about all those moments I had with my own parents, and wondered if what I felt was anything like what they experience.

Then I thought about my Heavenly Father. I wondered…

 Does His heart burst with love for me?.(yes, Psalm 86:15 (ESV)”But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.”)

Do I bring him joy? (yes. John 15:11(MSG) I’ve told you these things for a purpose: that my joy might be your joy, and your joy wholly mature.”)

What pleases God? (so many examples, but I will use Micah 6:8 He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you,but to do justice, and to love kindness,and to walk humbly with your God?) 

Isn’t God just cool with some of the reminders He sends?!

Remember, wherever you are today, that there is a God who loves you. You bring him Joy. He is pleased by your presence. You are madly  loved. Walk in it.

Also, while we are on reminders, remember this:

“Be assured that from the first day we heard of you, we haven’t stopped praying for you, asking God to give you wise minds and spirits attuned to his will, and so acquire a thorough understanding of the ways in which God works. We pray that you’ll live well for the Master, making him proud of you as you work hard in his orchard. As you learn more and more how God works, you will learn how to do your work. We pray that you’ll have the strength to stick it out over the long haul—not the grim strength of gritting your teeth but the glory-strength God gives. It is strength that endures the unendurable and spills over into joy, thanking the Father who makes us strong enough to take part in everything bright and beautiful that he has for us.” Col. 1:9-12 (MSG)

With Joy,

Miss Kim

proud momma

high stakes/deep water/our Love



So, I had a pretty fun weekend. I drove to Ft. Worth to see my friend Laura, and her new life at SWBTS. We had lots of fun eating, laughing, talking, watching movies, etc. It was a much needed break. We also got to eat dinner with one of my friends from college, Ashton.  We also went to an Arabic church, which was one of the coolest things ever.

It was nice to be on the open road by myself.  I do my best thinking and praying on the road. I kept hearing the song “Ours,” by Taylor Swift. It started to remind me of a lot of situations in my life.

I also could not stop thinking about a story someone told at the Arabic church about a woman who was a principal in a low-performing Ft. Worth area school. She got the job, even though she was not as qualified as some of the other candidates. This lady had a vision from God to turn this school around and ultimately win it for Christ. She recruited volunteers from her church to invest in the kids and help with rewards. She tutored before and after school, and got other teachers to do the same. She prayed over the outside of the building, the seats, halls, and classrooms. She had a passion and vision, and God rewarded her as she earnestly sought after him.

I left wanting to be like that woman. I want the kids I work with to succeed, but ultimately I want them each to know Jesus. I was challenged.  I went to Arabic church hoping to gain some insight about my upcoming trip, but I had just how God would use the service to impact my life.

I am going to become more intentional. I pray for the students and faculty each morning on my way to work, but it really hasn’t been a sacrifice. I am committing to going to work  one day a week 30 minutes early to spend time prayer walking the school.

I am going to work at giving more, serving more, and loving more. God has blessed me with an amazing opportunity to impact lives, and I intend to take advantage of it.

The song I mentioned earlier has the line: “The stakes are high/the water’s deep/But this love is ours.”

The stakes are high: (Life eternal with Christ or separate from Him)

The water’s deep: ( People are skeptical, they don’t listen, they have been burned)

But this Love is ours: (And it is our responsibility to share it.)

This week, pray about your influence. God has put you in a place for a reason, and He is always at work. Join Him. I will be praying with you.

Also, pray with me as I seek to influence other for Christ.


“And without faith it is impossible to please him, for whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him.” Hebrews 11:6(ESV)

With Joy,

Miss Kim


10 things I learned from my boys.


My job is pretty unique in a lot of ways. One of them is the fact that the number of boys I work with is double the amount of girls. 

I kind of enjoy that. 

Don’t get me wrong, I have several close friends that are girls. I am a girly-girl, but I love hanging out with my boys.

They have a different take on life. They are loud, smelly,silly, and they make me laugh constantly. Most of them don’t have any  positive male role models, or anyone who invests in them. 

I have a heart for helping them become the men that I know God desires them to grow up and be. I think someday in the future I would enjoy being a “boy mom.”

I also really desire for them to grow up and know how to treat a woman. (Confession:I may take some of my own relationship frustrations on them at times!)

Lately, we have been working on ways to show respect, owning up to your actions, apologizing, and listening. ( I think in about 15 years, a lot of ladies will be thanking me!) It has been a great joy of mine to see them mold into young men. My prayer for each of them is that they accept Jesus, have a relationship with Him, and become all he wants them to be. I see SO much potential in each of them.

They also teach me A LOT. This morning in my Beth Moore study, I was reading about teachers and how often times we are the ones that get taught. It is so true! 

That being said, I would like to present to you, a KQOTD special event: 10 things I learned from my boys:

(in random order)

1. It’s not just a playground. It’s the Wipeout set, or a real-life version of Call of Duty.

2. Drinking a “suicide” (when you mix all the flavors together), may not taste as good, but it’s a lot more fun to drink than just a Dr. Pepper.  We decided to re-name “suicide” “crazy pop”

3. Sometimes, you just have to let them wrestle.

4. Girls are mysterious and a source of nervousness, no matter what the age.

5. That if anyone ever breaks my heart, at least 4 of them are showing up at their house and  beating him up.

6. That they listen better when they know there will be a cookie at the end.

7.They really want to use manners, you just have to expect them  from them first.

8. That when someone believes in them, they will believe in themselves.

9. They just have to play in the bathroom, even if they get in trouble each time.

10. They aren’t as tough as they think they are. They aren’t as tough society thinks they are either. They are just boys.


There are more things, but we will save it for another day. 

meet me where I’m at.


Today I had an “aha” moment on the floor of a 4th grade classroom.

All morning I had been helping with a writing test,which can almost be torture for a writing/spelling person. Just sitting there while all the mistakes are being made.

After the testing, I had about 20 minutes before I was going to meet my mom for lunch. I was looking forward to getting a few things done, and then I heard the principal asking for me. He wanted me to go down to a room and bring a boy back.

When I got there, I found a classroom of kids laughing at a boy under his desk pretending to be a cat. He was hissing, scratching, meowing, and crawling around. I tried reasoning. I tried getting him to follow me. Nothing was working. I was getting really frustrated.

In a stroke of genius(well, maybe not genius), I took off my necklace and dangled it in front of him, as if I were playing with a cat.

He started to follow. Next thing you know, we made it down the hall. Then, he stood up and decided that he was ready to be a boy again. He just needed that little bit of attention and a change in environment and he was  back to normal.

My school counselor saw part of this and said  ” What class taught you that?”

Well, therapy teaches that you have to meet people where they are at. Instead of yelling at someone to get out of a tree, you get in the tree with them and help them find a way down. You join them right where they are.

You know who else does that? Jesus. He doesn’t expect us to have it all together. He doesn’t reprimand us for the way we are. He accepts us just for exactly who we are, walks with us, and molds us into the person we are meant to be.

That is some pretty amazing truth. Meeting us where we are at. Accepting us for the sinners we are. That is Grace.

Now, I can add “Cat Wrangler” to my specialties.

 “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” Matthew 11:28-30 (Message)

Hope you are loving your Wednesday.

With Joy,

Miss Kim

if there’s a problem, yo I’ll solve it.


Today I was a bit of a problem solver. 

I like solving problems. I gives me a sense of control in a sometimes chaotic world. 

I was walking down the hall and one of my students was talking to his teacher. She told me she had enough and wanted me to talk to him. I told him just to stay out of her way for the rest of the day and do his work. I didn’t really do much. The teacher thanked me for his change in behavior. Problem Solved.

I helping the school counselor with testing booklets and she lost one of them. We looked all over her office. I walked out into the main office, there it was. Problem solved

Then there was an incident I am lovingly calling “Lunchgate 2012.” (kind of like Watergate. I am a history nerd. I know.) A student had opened his lunchbox and all the food was gone. Someone had stolen it during class. Lots of people were questioned. No answer was found. 2 hours later. We got a confession. Not just one, but 3 students partook (is that a word?) in his lunch. They confessed to the principal, but I got to design the consequences. Problem  solved.

I am a fan of open and shut cases. I appreciate the sense of closure they bring.

Other issues, like my roommates internet connection problems, relationships, and the big lingering questions still flood my mind. I can’t fix those problems so easily. 

This reminds me that I don’t always get control. When I think I have control, I really don’t. The truth is that God is always in control. When things don’t work out and I can’t make sense of them. I just have to remember, He’s got this.

I  do like it when He lets me help.

How was your Monday?


With Joy,

Miss Kim



Friday afternoon, I found myself in one of those “pity me” moments.

Sadly, I have them more often than I want to admit.  It was about 4:30, and I wanted to go home.

All of the stress of the day, just flooded my mind. That morning, I had a misunderstanding with someone. Then, I had to talk to a parent who didn’t speak English. Even with a translator present, she still was not convinced her child had behavioral issues, and thought I was a Math tutor. Then I had another parent situation. After that, one of my kids got suspended. It was his 4th one since Christmas. All afternoon, this pattern of negative energy kept following me.

I couldn’t wait to go hang out with my girls, eat some good food, and watch a chick flick. I was pumped. Ready to go.

I couldn’t get in my car. My keys were locked in the ignition. Then, realized one of my tires was really low and needed to be replaced. I may have screamed.

Then, the Triple A people(we are very good friends now) came quickly. I had a helper to change the tire who didn’t even mind that the hatch on my car also was stuck. It is pretty interesting to try to pull a tire out of a backseat. I was back in business.

On my way home, I asked God for forgiveness. I asked my friends I had been whining at. I called and apologized to my mom for being a jerk.

I heard these song lyrics in my head: “In the middle of my little mess/I forget how big I am blessed.”

(Bear with me, this is a long post.)

I have decided to recount some blessings that happened in the middle of these messes, just since Friday.

  • One of my kids who sees me for social skills/anxiety WON the spelling bee. ( I was a proud momma!)
  • I spent the last 30 minutes of Friday, hula hooping in the gym, with some of the coolest 2nd graders.
  • Triple A came to unlock my car within 10 minutes of calling them.
  • We already had the tires to replace the one that was low.
  • We got my hatch unstuck!
  • I cleaned out my car in the process (it needed it)
  • I made it to dinner/movie with my friends on time, and we had a blast!
  • I got to present the Plan of Salvation at Upward.
  • I had some quality “me” time.
  • I spent Saturday evening with another good friend, with more laughs and memories made.
  • I was able to get the subs I needed for church this morning.
  • I had an abundance of people for Extended Session:)
  • I got to hear Beth Moore and Andy Stanley bring the Word today (via video)
  • I even took a nap.

There are more I can probably list. The point is that even in our stresses and messes, God blesses.

(Please remind me of this the next time I start the “Woe is me.” business.)

With Joy,

Miss Kim.