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My alarm rang at 5:00 this morning. The first thought in my head was what in the world was I thinking. Then I remembered that it was the very first day of staff training and I was pretty excited. After getting ready, I started out on my walk. It seemed to be a normal day. As I pondered what I would find and encounter during the day I looked at the people that I was passing. It seems to me that no matter what time of day you walk down the soi...you always encounter people. Some look happy, but most of them just look meek. That meekness is something that I have pondered over the years. As I said Sawatdeeca to a couple of passing ladies. They smiled and me and tilted their head a little bit. The usual greeting given here. As I pondered over what this might mean, I thought how amazing is it that I get to walk to school and encounter people on a daily basis. Last year I was on campus..living and working. If I didn't want to leave, well I didn't have to. So now more than ever I want to learn Thai. I want to be able to walk down the street and ask someone what their day is like or what they expect from life.
Another vision that I encountered today were monks out for their morning blessings. It is so different for me to imagine giving someone something and expecting a blessing from it. In my mind the Lord is just so much a part of what I know that I could never imagine a human being fitting that role. It does amaze me though, just what I encounter in the morning. Whether it is cheerfulness or just a stare in my direction...there is always a mystery to it that goes beyond my understanding or comprehension.
For the very first time in my life I am going back to teaching the same grade and subject at the same school. This has never happened to me before. I am pretty excited and scared all at the same time. Tomorrow begins teacher training. I can't believe that am starting year number 2 in Thailand. How blessed I feel to be a part of this experience and a part of life here.
I arrived back in Bangkok on July 20th very late in the evening. After we finally got a taxi, which was an adventure in itself. Because ofcourse the bigger the taxi is the more you have to pay. Since Sandy and I brought like everything with us...well lets just say we had to have a big taxi. I am happy to say that the plane ride wasn't too bad and it was great to have someone with me along the way once again. The Lord has blessed me in that. After arriving in BKK I found it so great to just be back. The language was familiar, the places familiar. It was just like coming home.
Then off I went to Singapore for a little under a week. In Singapore I was going to an Asian Christian Conference. It was simply amazing. Just being with so many Asian christians, but also just coming close to God again. I realized that I had missed close compaiononship with Him. I had been so caught up in being busy this summer that I forgot to just be. I forgot that what He really wants is for us to sit at His feet and just worship Him. Why is it so hard for me to do that? I got to hear so many amazing speakers. I think though what stuck out to me the most was loving others. It is not about me judging others, but just loving them where they are. I may not always think they are making the best decisions, but that is not my job to judge or my job to say you need to do this or that. yes I need to be set apart, but to just lose relationships with people because of what they are doing or not doing...well I don't think that is what Jesus calls me to.
So...Singapore was amazing and so beautiful. I just can't get past what a great experience it was. We walked a lot though. I was able to see the famous lion and also eat some really good food.
I was also able to really breakthrough this emotional place with friends. You see I don't think that you ever realize just what you will do when the world around you speaks another language until you are in fact in that situation. What happened was I was in a country where English is spoken except I was with all Thai people. Well so ofcourse they are speaking Thai. This is not to exclude me at all, but it is because ofcourse what are they comfortable speaking? Thai! So as I was sitting around a table in a chinese restaurant not understanding a word that was being spoken everything just came down on me at once. Here I was not able to understand and all I wanted to do was understand. I wanted to be a part of it. I wanted to feel like I belonged. And so...what did I do? Just sat there thinking about all the reasons I shouldn't be going back to Thailand. All the reasons that I was never going to learn Thai and that started a cycle of complete depression. So by the time we went to go take pictures...well lets just say that i was crying. I was just questioning God as to why He would put me in a place where I could not understand anything, with people whom I thought (at the
time) didn't really want to be my friends. And so....I just wallowed in self pity. Not understanding that this was God's way of stretching me and growing me.
I am happy to say that I made it through that rough night of uncertainty and have spent the last week excited and getting my classroom ready for this year. I wish that I could say that will be the last time that happens, but it won't. I wish that I could say that I will never feel left out again, but the truth is that with language, well until I am fluent...I will probably feel left out.
So as I get ready to go back to school tomorrow I wonder what this year will bring. How will my students be? What will I be as a teacher. I hope to love them...the way they deserve to be loved.