Testing, testing, 1, 2, 3...

Some days, what I’m doing here feels almost glamorous.  I’m getting covered in dust, loved to pieces, and making a difference in the lives of these kids.  Following God’s call can lead to doing wonderful things in exciting places.

But following God’s call isn’t always so glamorous.  This week at Tania, the kids are taking end-of-term exams.  This means I’m not teaching any classes, just proctoring exams.  Which translates to hours of sitting in a silent, cold room each day watching students take tests.  It’s not exotic or exhilarating, but it’s necessary.

That also means I probably won’t have any interesting posts this week.  Sorry, folks.  Remember, eyes on your own paper.