-- Psalm 63:7-8
I just finished with my last class of the semester, and I am so tired I can hardly think. (We have finals next week, but today's the end of classes.) I cannot say enough good about my freshmen this year. They've been a delight, both semesters, both sections, and have made it well worthwhile to put in the needed energy to teach as well as I know how. I will miss them.
But, oh, my, I am weary. Yesterday I was here at 6:45 and went non-stop all day -- individual conferences, class prep, meetings, classes, and helping prepare for/attending our departmental awards evening. I actually had to turn down a couple of students who asked for help on a project; there was literally not one extra minute to give them, much as I wanted to. I got home at 8:45 with a (now-rare, thankfully) migraine, wanting to collapse.But you know, God truly is the one who sustains. Jehovah-Jireh, God my Provider, provides marvelously. Oh, I feel the weariness, felt it all day yesterday, and yet every question, every task, there was guidance to offer, strength to complete, without anxiety or irritation (though some frustration at having to say no), and with thankfulness for the desire of students to learn, of colleagues to honor those students. And so it is a good kind of weariness, one I can accept, looking forward to rest when it's time.
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I'm finishing up Spring term here, teaching and grading aesthetics and logic--wonderful combination, do you not think? (I found your site via Touchstone.)
It is good to see your comments. Lately I've been trying to do some original art, and it seems to do nothing other than expose the wounds. :-( Well, he who walks in the light, you know the rest. The light is good for healing things.
Thanks for visiting, dr. m. Aesthtics and logic, hmmm . . . Not sure I could handle that! I do find there are times when one cannot do the art until one is ready for some amount of pain -- but as you say, the light is good.
Beth
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