We taught at one of our last temporary outside schools for the year and it was way up in the mountains. The area is apparently famous for hang gliding. Before we left we were waiting at the front of the school watching our kids practice singing one of their tribal songs in the field. All of the sudden it started pouring rain - it was one of the first rains we've seen this season. It was really refreshing and hilarious to watch because the teachers made the kids finish the song out in the field. As soon as they were done all the kids ran to where we were under the sheltered foyer. As a gift, they gave us a CD of songs that our students had recorded.
One of the new classes we started at our school is a music class and of course since we are English teachers, we teach English songs - and we get to pick the songs. It's so fun to end a class period and hear the kids singing 'Do, Lord'. The new classes are a little bit stressful, but I know that the little opportunities we get like that to put in a tiny glimpse of our faith makes it worth it.
I'm reading through Nehemiah, and realizing how much he did for the people of Israel in the rebuilding of Jerusalem. He cries out to God in 5:19 to think on him for good. While over here, I certainly haven't done anything that could compare to Nehemiah's work, but I hope someday I'll be able to make as much a difference as he did for the Lord.