teaching the auto fundamentals class<\/a> to the kids, even though I was prepared and of course I knew what I was teaching through and through. But isn’t it interesting how rational explanations never<\/i> seem to quell our emotions? Nothing I told myself made the knot in my stomach disappear. Driving there, I felt the nervousness mounting, and it reached the point where I just had to disengage my will from my emotional state, utterly and completely. In other words, I was just determined to move forward and to do what I set out to do without missing a step. And throughout the experience of teaching the class, it was almost as if I was outside myself, watching myself write on the white board, and answer questions, and pass parts around, and everything else the class comprised. Was I less nervous? Not really…but that emotion took a spectator’s view and watched the will carry me through. And the funny thing is that I really did my best–I could feel myself go for it, as it were, in certain situations, which seems a little counterintuitive knowing that my feelings were secondary, by and large. My preconceived notion of situations in which I would just do something regardless of how I felt about it was that it would end up a passionless ordeal, going through the motions by rote–but that experience opened my eyes that it didn’t have to be so.<\/p>\nI think there’s something to that. Last night I read more than a few Psalms that contained the phrase (or a variation thereof), “Praise the LORD, O my soul.” It’s almost as if the psalmist didn’t particularly feel<\/i> like worshipping at that particular moment, but his will, his decision, was to do it anyway and to exhort his emotions to participate. And I can’t help feeling a sliver of recognition in that verse when I think about my experience teaching the class. It deepens the psalmist’s words immensely to be able to associate them with something I’ve been through.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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