& then, those blessed words, the third week of may: “we have a trip meeting next sunday.”
i don’t think i’ve ever wanted a week to fly by faster.
i called my mom on her birthday, to wish her a happy one. and she asked, “do you want to go to an esl training this weekend?”
“sure,” i said. i may have taught esl before, but i don’t know anything about it. i could use all the help i could get!
it was two days long, and i don’t think i’ve ever felt more inadequate as a teacher, trying to soak up all this information and thinking about all the ways i was sure to fail.
i may have taught esl before, but i’m not very good at it.
it was a weekend of absolute humbling. humbling myself enough to say yes, i need the help. being humbled to see it’s not in my strength that the teaching in venezuela reached or the teaching in spain will reach anyone.
it’s all Christ.
i owe Him every part of this journey, and it has been miraculous, in the way only He can bring together. this concludes the tuesday/thursday installments of my journey to spain, but i’m excited to take you with me as i continue walking it. thank you so much for your support.
pictures from our first trip meeting: