A humble little room

I stopped on my way down the stairwell of the apartment 
to take a picture of the beautiful rising sun 
before my early commute to school.
In front of my apartment entrance, happy to return home 
after a long day of school and errands.
Seeing the sun shine through a dirty window, 
over a less than beautiful city, 
reminds me how the SON shines through everything. 
HE shines in us, through our dirty, less than beautiful lives.
HE shines for us, when life feels smoggy and polluted.
He shines over us, with his love, guidance, and illuminated
path for our lives in all situations. 
Even when we don't know where we are headed.
We just don't always take the time to 
look towards the sun/SON and be thankful.
Most days when I can't see the Beijing sun through 
the pollution clouds, I sometimes forget that it's shining.
I pr-y that, everyday I'm in Beijing, our ever-lasting SON
continues to shine in my heart, through me, and over me.

Here's my classroom.
It's probably only 12ft by 16ft.
View from the door.
View from the back.
When I'm not walking down the middle of my room
I'm in front of that white board.
The size of the room alone, brings many challenges.
And right away 1 hour before school even starts
I start to see 9 beautiful challenges/bl-ssings
fill my classroom everyday.

Here are a few shots of classwork.
Monochromatic design artwork bordering our door.
Poems for their Chinese teacher.
Our "Thy Will Be Done" jar that I set on my desk every morning.
It is beautiful to read/share their A.S.K.'s to HIM.