As the French Club prepares to show the second film of our film festival, "Le Beau Serge", I am amazed at God's obvious hand in the event.
Yesterday, Dr. Schulman more or less dropped an impromptu speech en français in my lap. Because he would not be able to make it. I was very calmly freaking out.
God worked it out though, so I only had to talk to one of the few French profs I've never personally had. We had a great conversation in French.
I've learned something these past few days, about loving others. God showed me that you've got to get past the "Ick!" first impression you might have for someone, and see them for who they are, a person who has their likes and dislikes, passions and pet peeves, and their future and life story.
There were these two guys whom I wasn't really sure of. One was really quiet and seemed to need prodding up all the time, and the other seemed really obnoxious and loud. I have since had a chance to talk to them and see their human side.
I was reminded about what the Bible says on favoritism.
There's also a certain conviction, from even considering being afraid of or uncertain around these two men. They're just as much a living, breathing entity as I am.
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