Last night I was talking to Carley about something that God had convicted her of at a concert last night. I've always been a big believer of God speaking to us through other people, and last night was no exception. By the end of our conversation, I was feeling quite convicted too (about something entirely different than what Carley was talking about).
Why am I complaining about 2 days of classes when there are kids in other countries that never have the opportunity to go to school? In some countries families can't afford to send their kids to even elementary school, and the kids have to stay home and work to provide for the family. In some places going to school is dangerous and unsafe. I know there are some areas and some villages/tribes (mainly in Africa) where they don't even have schools.
All these kids want is an education, and they are either being denied one, or it is too risky for them to have one. And here I am complaining about having to sit in 5 hours of classes at a nationally accredited university. These kids don't even have the opportunity to go to kindergarten, let alone graduate high school and go to college. Why am I complaining?!
I've been really convicted lately about what I am supposed to be doing with my education degree. Am I supposed to teach in the "ideal" school where my only problems will be over-concerned parents? Am I supposed to teach in schools full of low-income children where I may have behavior issues constantly but where I'll have the chance to really make a difference in the kids lives? Am I supposed to go teach English in a South American country? Am I supposed to go provide an education for children who otherwise would never have the opportunity to learn? Am I supposed to be in education at all?
I do know this, I am NOT complaining about having to go to classes anymore!
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