Oh grueling day. I have another round of high school instruction AND a first year seminar class to teach. The day did start out on a better note than yesterday, but I am still exhausted. I realize I cannot stand the whole time students are researching. I will have to sit even if I keep popping up to assist students. Hopefully, no one will think it unusual.
The morning goes alright, and at noon I dash home and rest, not even bothering to eat more than a piece of toast. I am shaky as I head back to work, but I think I can do it. As soon as the class is over, I will lie down in the break room until I have recuperated. I can feel my legs shake as I present information, but my hands do not betray my situation. The kids are engaged and ask good questions. We joke and banter about resources. The time passes quickly. I end up letting them out ten minutes early, and head for the couch. Fortunately, no one comes in the room, and after about 20 minutes, I am OK.
I am most grateful that this evening's class is a short one. Everyone else has their personal spiritual formation sessions, and I did that last time around. Whew! I will be able to go home early. As I head towards home, I thank God for helping me cover my responsibilities and ask him to heal my body so I can get back to work. At just that moment, the clouds parted and the moon showered the road with bright light. Better days are ahead. I will not be locked in this broken loop forever. Right now though, I just have to get home.
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