Greetings Dear Reader,
One of the things that I miss is teaching. Not just being a professor but teaching in a
place where young minds have come to learn more about following Christ for both
life and vocation. It is my fault. My choices led to this loss but I still mourn
it at times.
In the autumn is when I miss it most. As the air crisps and the nation begins to
return to school I miss the preparation and anticipation. I miss the moments of reunion with fellow
teachers and beloved students. I miss
the story telling about summer adventures.
The study and preparation also energize me. Wandering through the things that must be
imparted for the lesson to be lived was great joy for me. Spending the day reviewing and then imparting
the truths of teaching the journey of following Christ to others was so joyful.
I failed in life and so lost this amazing privilege. If I could recapture it I would. Some would say I am unfit. Others would say I am not good enough. The fire that consumed this still smolders in
me. I accept the consequences of my
actions but still long for what I had for a brief time.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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Mister Thorn,
ReplyDeletePlease know that you are still a teacher. Perhaps not in the same way. But in your posts and as we all move through day to day life. Don't lose that teaching spark in you. Though you may not be in a class room. You are preparing for each lesson every day for the next. You are a teacher. Thank you.
Thank you for your kind words.
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