I apologize for not writing for a couple days now. Monday I went to the high school where two of the single missionaries teach English as a second language. I just went into some of the classes and spoke English to them. They see it as a privilege to be able to hear a native speaker, and some of the students had not heard any natives yet. So that is what I did. For four classes I just talked. I talked about America, California, Alcatraz, homeschooling, and a bunch of other things. It was kind of funny because the teachers treated me like I was someone of great authority. They were asking me if I wanted something to drink and them competing about who got me the best one. One teacher was even a little irritated that they didn't have a lunch for me. But anyway, it was a good and rather fun day just talking. After that, I went to Majak and sat in on some of the English classes there. The first class was about the same that I had been doing, just a lot less people. The second class was more like I was a student. But since I speak English good and am perty smarticles at it, the lesson was not very exciting, but it was still good to see it from a Czech's perspective.
Yesterday was a slow day for me. I had men's prayer breakfast in the morning, then I did some mopping and trimmed some bushes at Majak. I finished all that about 11:45. Then I GOT SO BORED! For a while there was only one missionary and me at Majak,and of course he had to work. So I shot some hoops, and walked around a lot. But then at one point I realized something, I was walking outside to sit down and cool off, when God shared with me something of great importance for me. I realized that there will be times when I am by myself and I want to talk, or do, or just sit with someone so badly. But in those moments I need to realize that God is all I need. He is m everything and I only need to rely on Him. He fulfills me. You see I always knew this in my head, but on yesterday I truly experienced it in m heart. And so I just sat down and prayed and I did not feel so alone. God comforted me just by being someone I could talk to. It was my revalation, if you will. Then last night was conversation club where people come and just talk for an hour just to practice their English. I felt like I was able to interact a lot better then last time. (So thank you for your prayers for me to become a little more outgoing, it helped. But I have still not broken out of my shell completely, so DON"T STOP!!!) Another prayer request for me is worry. I am constantly worrying about anything and everything. So please pray that I do not worry so my thoughts are not clouded with that, but rather full of what God is doing in and aound me. Thank you so much.
Well, today was kind of like Monday. I went to the high school and talked to three different classes today. Then after some lunch, I went over to the younger kids which is first grade through ninth grade. I talked with two classes there. Then after school there was a discussion time where the kids could practice there English. I went to both of those. So I was at school for a while today and can say I am pooped. But it was a good fun day just being able to share with the kids and be a "treat" for them to hear. Even though to me I sound boring, they seemed to enjoy it.
Thank you so much for reading, and please continue to be in prayer for me that God will use me, work in me, and stretch me in ways I never thought possible. God bless.
Never Alone
As I sit alone,
I need someone,
Someone to talk to, to hear me,
But then I realize, I'm not alone,
I'm never by myself,
He is here with me,
So many times I think I have to wait on Him
When He is actually waiting on me,
I want to hear is voice calling me,
I want Him to say my name first,
Wondering where He is when I feel so lonely,
But I have to call on His name,
He patiently waits for me,
So the question is, "Where am I?"
I have to make the first move,
"But it's too hard with all the distractions, I'm too busy!"
Wait, silence, here I go,
"Father, it's me, I'm here"
I need someone,
Someone to talk to, to hear me,
But then I realize, I'm not alone,
I'm never by myself,
He is here with me,
So many times I think I have to wait on Him
When He is actually waiting on me,
I want to hear is voice calling me,
I want Him to say my name first,
Wondering where He is when I feel so lonely,
But I have to call on His name,
He patiently waits for me,
So the question is, "Where am I?"
I have to make the first move,
"But it's too hard with all the distractions, I'm too busy!"
Wait, silence, here I go,
"Father, it's me, I'm here"
2 comments:
Shaphan!!! I was so excited to hear about everything yesterday and to read about all the stuff you haven't been able to tell me. God is doing such wonderful things through you. Continue to rest in Him. Remember to not worry about anything, but pray about everything :). You're poem is beautiful and exactly where I'm at. Thank you for sharing your beautiful heart. (work was good today :) )God loves you SO MUCH Shaphan, and so do I.
Miss you!
Keep growing!
Thanks for your honesty, Bud. A parent always loves to hear when their child is learning a new lesson about our Father. The classes also sound really interesting. And to think my son is a celebrity. I'm so proud!!!;-) I'll be praying Matthew 6:25-34 and Proverbs 3:5-6 for you.
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