I need a moment of Zen

Today was the first day back at Hillwood. 1400 high school kids, half of them looking for trouble. I forgot how CRAZY it is around there. Our school is huge and sprawled out, and nobody can find anything on the first day. "You mean Mr. Salato moved to the OTHER side oF the BuILdinG??@!!" , "I don't have a schedule" , "i think I'm at the wrong school!", "Why do I have two 5th period classes??!@#" and occasionally "Can I just come in here and sit instead of going to the class on my schedule?" Can I get all of these copies made during lunch? But when will I eat? I need to go to the bathroom, but i have to run across campus real quick instead, where did I put the safety Rules?!
Whew!

So, end of the day, stretch my arms to heaven, neck down, arch back, stretch each muscle group slowly slowly and remember to breathe. Deep breath, that's good, now another. AAAHHHHHhhh. Elijah looked for God in the wind, but He wasn't there. He looked for God in the Fire, but He wasn't there. He looked for God in the earthquake, but He wasn't there. And then God spoke to him - a small still voice in the silence. Thank you God for this opportunity to love these kids and hopefully teach them something. Thank you for blessing my life beyond compare.