Drama

So it's been decided that ninth class, the really loud and opinionated girls who drive me insane and make me want to never ever teach another class...will be taken away from me and I'll get to teach first class instead.  This is a relief...because it's really hard to take verbal abuse and being ignored from people you spent most of the year pr--ing with every morning.  But it's also so disappointing...I've really had the chance to speak into some of their lives recently, and this feels like giving up.

So besides that drama...these last two weeks I've been spending a lot of my extra time on dramas.  I played in two different ones for easter at different places. 

So one Wednesday I show up completely hurt and frustrated because nothing had gone my way the previous day and I have to play the sin "обида" which translates like offense or hurt or frustration...let's just say, that it was no accident I was in that role, and that it was NO stretch whatsoever for me to play it...and it was rather convicting and cathartic.

Then yesterday I'm practicing to play Jesus in that Lifehouse Everything skit.  Maybe you've seen it?  Anyway, as I'm looking at this little girl who's playing the beloved, and striving to convey the depths of the love of God through my face and my actions, I'm experiencing this strange feeling of knowing that the person I'm looking at is me, and the depths of love that I'm playing out are the love God has for me.

"And how can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?"