I make so many mistakes throughout the course of any given day that I often wonder if I am doing more harm than good. Each morning as I walk to school, I ask to be an instrument of love, mercy, and compassion, not an instrument of pain and hurt. I am continually working to forgive and in some cases “ask for forgiveness.” A while back, I took the rather rare step of removing one young man from my 5th hour class for the day. My finesse skills are usually much better, and I like to employ other tools than removal. But on this particular day, I told the young man, “You need to leave.” He clearly was not pleased, but I insisted that he must go and that we would talk about this later. The incident sat in my head for the rest of the day and even as I fell asleep that night. The next morning, I was walking the halls on another task, and I bum...