I finally finished grading the students’ papers. I must say it was tiring. Not sure if they would carefully read my feedback; nevertheless I have to do my part faithfully.
This blog is different from my “Good Fight” blog. It is as if being a cheerful helper is optional. It is not urgent, not life or death. I am not as desperate soliciting for prayer support. This blog has become more of a personal spiritual discipline, helping me anchor and reflect so that I am not lost in busy activities. It keeps me accountable to you somehow, whoever you maybe.
This week I made a commitment to the Lord - to trust that the Holy Spirit’s leading is sufficient and that I only need to respond accordingly. I am so keenly aware of the limitations of my “analytical” mind. I cannot figure out many things – relationships, group dynamics, future plans, research projects, health management, etc.. Well this commitment should in some way be expected for Christ's followers! I have a renewed understanding as I ponder on Mary (and the Magnificat) during this Christmas season. Her response to the Angel Gabriel was amazing: “I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” (Luke 1: 38) She embraced the blessed call with the most humble heart, without trying to fathom beyond what she was told.
In the Magnificat: “He has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.”(New King James) OR [He has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts. (NIV)] (Luke 1:51)
Dear Lord, scatter my proud imaginations. Purify my innermost thoughts and feelings! Help me not to try figure things out as if I can comprehend Your perfect will. Rather help me become your servant cheerfully, waiting for Your will to be fulfilled.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Dec 8 Thankful for Joy
I have not written for quite a few weeks.
During this time, I re-examined my life again in facing the possibility of cancer recurrence. I come to terms that I do not have a “clean bill of health.” Rather, I have to take good care of my body and get proper checks to monitor the side effects of treatment as well as a possible recurrence. I pray for His guidance to do what needs to be done and yet rest in His sovereignty, trusting that His love can carry me through in all circumstances. I will live life fully and not count how many years I may have. Rather I would count His blessings (thanks to a friend reminding me with the song Count Your Blessings)and I expect plenty in the days to come.
Last Wednesday was the last day of class. Before one realizes it, the semester is over. During class presentation, a couple of students mimic me and it was hilarious! I suddenly realized I had such a good time this semester despite physical ailments. It was a joyful and blessed semester. I was most thankful that I “discovered” my love for the students: I do care a lot about their growth and development. It is good to feel more of my heart in my teaching. I pray that the Lord will direct me in sharing the gospel here – my faith is central and it would be quite difficult to share my life without sharing Christ.
Thank God for giving me great joy in teaching – feeling pretty cheerful as His helper!
During this time, I re-examined my life again in facing the possibility of cancer recurrence. I come to terms that I do not have a “clean bill of health.” Rather, I have to take good care of my body and get proper checks to monitor the side effects of treatment as well as a possible recurrence. I pray for His guidance to do what needs to be done and yet rest in His sovereignty, trusting that His love can carry me through in all circumstances. I will live life fully and not count how many years I may have. Rather I would count His blessings (thanks to a friend reminding me with the song Count Your Blessings)and I expect plenty in the days to come.
Last Wednesday was the last day of class. Before one realizes it, the semester is over. During class presentation, a couple of students mimic me and it was hilarious! I suddenly realized I had such a good time this semester despite physical ailments. It was a joyful and blessed semester. I was most thankful that I “discovered” my love for the students: I do care a lot about their growth and development. It is good to feel more of my heart in my teaching. I pray that the Lord will direct me in sharing the gospel here – my faith is central and it would be quite difficult to share my life without sharing Christ.
Thank God for giving me great joy in teaching – feeling pretty cheerful as His helper!
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