we’re studying the work of Christ (soteriology) in my systematic class at school. i was reminded of this song during class.
when i survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of glory died
my richest gain, i count but loss
and pour contempt on all my pride
see from his head, his hands, his feet
sorrow and love flow mingled down
did e’er such love and sorrow meet
or thorns compose so rich a crown
o the wonderful cross
o the wonderful cross
bid me come and die
and find that i may truly live
if the whole realm of nature mine
that were an offering far too small
love so amazing, so divine
demands my soul, my life, my all
o the wonderful cross
o the wonderful cross
bid me come and die
and find that i, may truly live
i was recently reading a book that was mapping out a new strategy of combating poverty in america. in part of the book the author discusses our educational system in america. i came across the following quote:
“in spite of much lower salaries ($12,000-$20,000 less per year!), teachers in private schools were more than three times as likely as public school teachers to say they are ‘highly satisfied’ with their jobs.”
- ron snider, just generosity, 211
to all of the teachers who taught me in elementary school and middle school, thank you. to all of the teachers who had me all four years in high school, potentially losing out on $80,000 in wages, thank you. i appreciate the sacrifice that you and your families have made to teach from a Christian worldview. it was life changing for me.
our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate
our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond all measure
it is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
we ask ourselves, who am i to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
actually, who are you not to be?
you are a child of God.
your playing small does not serve the world.
there is nothing enlightened about shrinking
so that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
we are all meant to shine, as children do.
we were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
it is not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
and as we let our light shine, we unconsciously
give other people permission to do the same.
as we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.
-marianne williamson
i just wrote an in-class essay (basically a test of just two essay questions) the second week of class.
are professors allowed to do that?
how can i pray for you? leave any requests as a comment, or you can email me at aaron.caluza@gmail.com . i would feel honored to pray for you. please allow me that gift. nothing is too big or too small. unspoken requests are fine too.
