Things haven't turned out like I expected them to. And you would have thought I learned that lesson by now. Don't come to China with expectations. Plans are 98% guaranteed to be changed. For example, I expected to settle back into Nanchang life quite easily, and to pick up with my students right where we left off. Barriers and walls were finally starting to come down by the end of last year, so I imagined great things happening with those students this year.
So filled with lots of happy thoughts and expectations, I returned for another year... And then I got really sick. And then I found out I wouldn't be teaching my old students - my roommate would. And then I remembered that it is difficult to live in China, which I had already forgotten during an absence of just a few weeks. And I remembered what it felt like to teach in a classroom that is 108 degrees. And I remembered what it was like to literally fall on my knees, only being able to cry out to Him. In China, I usually feel at my worst and weakest. And somehow, He is glorified in the midst of all this.
I don't have much else to report. I've been reunited with some of my dearest friends, and I've managed to teach a couple of classes. And my health is a lot better than it was, although it still has a ways to go. I'm regaining my strength at the speed of molasses, but I'm thankful.
Thanks for all of your many thoughts!
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Maybe at our worst and weakest we need Him most. He probably just didn't want you starting the year out without Him! So... GO, MOLASSES!
~ Alicia
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