UCLA started today
Teaching has gone very well for 2 days now
A 30 minute nap turned into a 11.5 hour night of sleep
I’ve hardly talked to anybody who is not a) a teacher b) a co-worker c) a classmate in days.
I’m happy but conflicted.
Praising God that…
I haven’t fallen dead of exhaustion. That he came through on making me “lie down in green pastures”
That I have felt ridiculously safe as I’ve walked “through the valley of the shadow of death”
That I’ve been able to not fear evil against me. Although I can hardly help but fear the evil that my students endure every day. Some of it is just high school drama. But most of the drama is fueled by evil much more serious than that.
They’re starting to reach out and open up. They’ve stopped glaring at me as a whole class.
He’s guided me, he’s been my shepherd.
But I’m still in want.
My feet hurt, my hair is turning silver, and I miss having time and energy to pursue and be pursued.
I’m loving it, but I’m fearing the burn-out that is to come.
At least my throat’s no longer raw from talking so much.
Sounds like you need to keep that “fruits of the spirit” pencil handy