With administrative missteps, hormonal and uncaring students, the rose colored glasses of this whole teaching overseas experience have fallen like the scales from the blind man's eyes. Don't get me wrong - I still see God's hand in this, as I posted last time. And this discouragement will not crush me. One way or the other, I know I will be stronger because of this. But it is a real feeling, and needs to be addressed.
I would really like to see this university succeed and prosper. I pray for its prosperity daily. But it seems that lack of a clear vision, lack of motivation on the students' part, and consequently lack of motivation on the teachers' part, are counteracting that desire. I find myself more and more just wanting to be home.
It will come soon enough, I'm sure. And in the meantime, I am in TURKEY! I never in a million years would have thought I would ever be in this place, but here I am. While I long for home (and a certain girl there), I do not want to pass up the opportunities to experience this place for all its worth. After all, who else can say that they finished reading through the book of Acts in Antioch, where parts of it take place?
Moreover, it is the people here - my friends and co-teachers who, despite religious, linguistic, and cultural differences, make it all worthwhile. I really enjoyed pointing out the Turkish words for things we encountered while walking through Antakya (Antioch) with Duygu and Selda this past weekend. I enjoy exchanging basic pleasantries with all my Turkish colleagues every morning. I enjoy learning slang greetings and phrases from Hasan. I enjoy paying almost nothing for basic food items at the local market down the street, while learning Turkish and teaching English to the shopkeepers. I enjoy fellowshipping with other believers who are my brothers in Christ in spite of linguistic and cultural differences.
And in the words which many people think come from the Kutsal Kitap: "This too shall pass."
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