to bring everybody (all ten of you) up to date on what i’ve been doing
I started my credential program at CSUN. I’m taking summer school so I can finish my credential in a year, Lord willing.
I just finished “Teaching Reading,” and “Math Methodology,” and am currently taking “Introduction to Special Education” and “Science Methodology.” I’m learning so much about what it means to be a teacher, and also realizing how difficult it is to take the knowledge I have to apply it in action.
Sound familiar? It made me realize that my delusion regarding my Christian life is so much easier to overlook. As a Christian you aren’t faced with a situation in which you perform, before a visible audience, the things you are learning. It is a daily battle to walk before an ever present God, and a wrestling in the mind to even remember that He is here. Right now. watching me type. reading my heart. … If it is that hard to apply teaching methods to do one leetle lesson, how much more must I fail in living out my Christian life? It seems like I’m doing fine, but that’s because I’m so sinfully ignorant about my condition. I don’t measure my obedience, but only cringe each time I fail. Each time I just cringe and move on (instead of falling before the Offended One in repentance) I get more and more used to that sin, and more and more blissfully unaware of my condition
I’m loving it, though. I’m learning a lot, and nervous but excited about applying it in a classroom (next semester, eek!)
Today in the Special Ed class we had a panel of parents of children with disabilities come in. We also had one little boy named Cooper who was diagnosed with Autism. He patiently waited while the parents talked, and talked, and talked (learned a lot about how to communicate with parents) for his turn to share about himself and answer our questions for him. When his turn came he said “Finally! I’ve been waiting and waiting!” (hahahaha)One of the questions started out with,”You said you like P.E. When I was in school I liked P.E. too…”
“OOHHH!!! they had P.E. in the Old Days too??”
hallloooo, old friend. good to see you’re still alive. i guess.
“i guess”??
just kidding.
no kidding! i feel like its easier and easier with each passing day to know that faith is a gift from God, and NOTHING we can conjure up on our own. I’d be long gone, if it were up to me.
Hahhaha ajoohmah.
In the old days… Hahahahhahahahaa.
“stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive, ah ah ah ah stayin’ aliiiiiiiive”