Doors

So I was sitting on a train yesterday reading Hebrew and this man comes up to me and asks me if he can invade my personal space for a minute. Great question hey? So ofcourse I say yes, and as it turns out he is a lecturer at one of the major theological colleges in the city, and he was saying that he is often looking for people to tutor his undergraduate classes and to mark papers and stuff. I told him I very much doubt my Hebrew is up to scratch, but that I am a teacher of sorts, and maybe in a year’s time. I said the problem with Hebrew is it is a beautiful language but it is so hard. I have been noticing something about my Hebrew though. It does seem to be getting a little better (finally after 3 years of doing it). I find that the more I know the easier it gets to know more. Dses that make sense? It is like the pace of learning seems to be speeding up. Anyway, I thanked the man very much for saying hello and having a chat and he gave me his card. It was so random. I think God was trying to remind me that if I continue with it and work hard then a door will be opened. I may not even have to push that hard to get it opened.          

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