a servants heart

My next neighbor is one of the friendliest men I've ever met. He always smiles and waves when I pass by, and if I'm within ear shot he always asks about my day. Monday I was sitting in my living room wasting the hours reworking my resume when the dog started barking, which is unusual. I went outside to see what the dog had heard, and I saw my neighbor had backed his truck into the driveway and was picking up discarded branches in our yard.

I appreciated it. You see, I had no way of disposing of the branches and had instead left them in a pile to tend to "one day." He brought over weed killer and tended to some lawn work that had been neglected, and asked if I needed any other help.

I don't have some conclusion to draw or fancy ending to put you in awe. Instead I was just impressed and humbled by one man's thoughtfulness and wanted to share.

I read this to make me think a little different. I get wrapped up in his choice of words and use of imagery. I get a little lost half way through and find myself going on my own mindless tangents. I appreciate that.

http://www.freshnessfactorfivethousand.blogspot.com/



Oh my Alex, where have you been!

Well, Blog, working. There is something satisfying about hitting the bed at the end of the day knowing I worked hard. But today will be the first day in awhile where I won't go to class directly from work. My students will be enjoying their families today. I look forward to September when I get to go back. When I get to hear about everyones break.

Israa spent her days convincing me that I should move to the middle east where I could make $90K working as an English translator, and they would even train me. What a fantastic job...but to move away from this? To leave Vickery Meadows, to leave my class of 19, no thanks. I said I'd rather help teach her the English she needs to know so she can return and pursue that opportunity. I like that idea much more.

So 4 months....4 months! What to do...




I guess run