My job has taken some interesting twists recently. I have been teaching mostly grade school and junior high school students. Last semester I started teaching at my company`s highschool. Since my time there I have seen this private highschool develop into a full-fledged school, complete with uniforms and many students. The school is a secondary school aimed at helping students who have been out of school or are unable to attend regular highschool for whatever reason.
Among these are a number of various backrounds. Each student is truly unique and despite difficulty or disability is enjoyable to me. Interacting with them I feel a sense of awe: to these belong the Kingdom of God. Though I doubt many are Christians I truly feel a calling to pray for each one by name and trust that our loving Father in heaven will bring them to Him.
When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.
These kids have been teased or bullied out of school or they are handicapped with autism, asperger syndrome, Tourette`s and other forms of mental disorder. To these types of people Jesus became a shepard and teacher.
As I reach out in compassion to these students and teach them I feel a joy I have never felt before. When a student says playfully that "I hate English less because of you Steve (sensei)" or when a autistic student, who hasn`t moved a muscle all class suddenly smiles and tries to speak the phrase "Yes I am.", I am moved.
Though it certainly is not easy, and not always fun, this type of teaching has profound joy. And for this I am very grateful for the opportunity.
I pray that God`s love would be felt through my voice and presence at this school. I pray that His joy would be a fountain that would flow into the lives of my students.