I know in the case of this 7 month pregnant lady it is not too hard, but check this out..
Tonight, while James was out, I heard some manly voices and then a loud knock at the door. I almost didn't answer because it creeped me out, but when I did I saw about 15 young men singing, "We wish you were still our teacher, we wish you were still our teacher..." They said they were thinking of people that were really influential to them and they chose us!
James and I have taught the youth at church for almost 2 years and every week we wonder, "Do you think they got anything out of that?" At the beginning of last year I thought they were crazy giving us 17 fifteen year olds. James and I almost died the first week, but by the end of the year we were so sad to see them go. I hugged them all (and maybe cried a little).
Seeing all those young men we taught tonight made me cry. They are the sweetest bunch of boys.
This year we have 16 thirteen year olds. So far it's been tough. Tonight gave me a little more hope though:)