Half way around the world and I still have school.

“Good morning teacher!”
Try to picture walking into a classroom with 10-20 Thai kids yelling this greeting in their Asian accents and then trying not to smile. That scene is one I get greeted with 6 times a day every Friday and Tuesday, needless to say it’s pretty awesome.
 
As I talked about in my previous blogs my team and I will be teaching English in a school for Thai children aging from 9-16 years old. At first this seemed like a pretty cool ministry but this past week I found out some info that makes this ministry beyond cool, like God blew me away cool. This past week I found out that my team is the first missionary team that has been allowed to come to this school.
What?!
God is letting my team be the first missionary team to shine His light here?!
The fact that a missionary team is being allowed to teach is a victory, but then it gets better. The second amazing thing we were told is we can use Bible stories and songs in lessons as long as it is teaching English.
Seriously? God, why don’t you just come down here Yourself and show who You are to these people I mean they are basically paving a golden road for you.
It seemed we were going to have no problem starting a revival in this school, but then we hit the road block.
 
 
As we were teaching this past Friday we began to tie God into the class. We pointed out the adjectives (topic of the class that day) that we had written on the board that described God’s character. Then we told the kids that the reason we traveled here was to share with them the story of God and all His love He has for them. That was a perfect transition that allowed us to tell the full story of Jesus so we took it.
 
The response was unlike anything I could have ever expected.
 
Now I have been in church my entire life and have heard a lot of different responses to the story of Jesus. There are your people falling on their faces in repentance and then your people that just brush it off like it is some old folk tale. However the kids’ responses I never have heard about.  
 
They didn’t get it, at all.
They had faces like we had just read them the U.S. constitution in Spanish or something.
My mind blanked and I was like a deer in head lights. I couldn’t begin to wrap my mind around the fact that they just didn’t get it.
Like nothing? Or did you just missed the dying part?  What do you mean you don’t get it?
All these questions and more bounced in my head and I wanted to go into hyper-teacher mode and break out charts, maps, texts and anything else I could get my hands on so the would understand it. I was just about to go off when I heard this,
 
“Maybe we should stop and wait till next time and pray about dem. Because their eyes are close because of da darkness.” It was Oy, our translator who at that point and time showed amazing wisdom and discernment. She was 100% correct with what she said though. These kids have been taught something completely different their entire life and here I was expecting to shatter that in one, one hour class period. Nope, sorry, contradictory to my prideful thinking at times this concept of a loving God is going to take a bit longer to teach these children.
 
Lucky me that I have two more months here. So I plead to all my prayer warriors (Man prayer warriors makes you guys sound like some hard core beasts) if there is one thing that you pray for that it is this; that God will lift the tent of darkness off this school so the children can hear and understand the word of their Father. Amen.
 
P.S. Sorry for the lack of blogs. I am just listening to some words of wisdom and am living more of this time then documenting it, but I will work on it.