I get discouraged very easily. When things get hard, I am the first to give up. Teaching is hard. Anyone who disagrees is no mere human. The hardest part about teaching is that if you're in it for the right reasons (anyone who's in it for the money is ridiculous) you truly want to be the best teacher you can be. You're continually asking, How can I do this better or What can I change to make this lesson more engaging? And in answering these questions you have to look at yourself; which is hard. Really hard. The more I learn about what makes a good teacher, the more frustrated I become. It seems that no matter what, I just can't make the cut. Why can't I just get this right!?
My relationship with Christ has been mirroring these thoughts. I found myself making a sarcastic comment the other day and quickly realized that the comment probably did not come off as sarcastic but rather rude and biting. One step forward, two steps back. The more Christ reveals His grace and holiness to me, the more I am made aware of my imperfections. I am comforted by Philippians 1:6, "being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."
I know that God is doing a good work in my heart. Sanctifying me and filling me with His grace. Like any good writer, God is revising, editing and purging me of things that would dampen the final masterpiece. It's a painful process but I move forward in expectant hope.
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