First thing's first.

I think this job in the language school is not working out.

Just last night I was elaborating in my other blog how sometimes God needs to call a few times to really get our attention. I must confess, as reasonable as I am, in some things I am a romantically slow learner.

Who knows why I cling to groundless hope for so long. I keep believing promises of courses to teach that bring in money. But it is quite apparent that I am not organized enough to fill my schedule with enough work.
Alas, because language school was my original idea before I get a "serious job", I keep waiting for it to really happen, not looking into lowly positions like serving coffee, afraid to not utilize my skills.

I do have more time on my hands though. I know from experience that soon enough things will get intense again.

The lead character from The Book reports:

But the best thing was, that my passion for writing was not only allowed in this place, it also became my calling.

Translating this sentence hit a very deep note inside me. It was back in Chapter 4, but it sticks with me still. Writing was in this case the lead character's duty, I'm not even sure if he got paid for it, since he was an Israelite working for Egyptian government (Temple admin), but he chooses to see it as his calling.
It is very hard to tell how long I will enjoy the luxury of so much time, because let's face it - I would like to work, like, normal employment and paycheck and all that jazz. The truth is, just like the lead character starts his story only weeks before his life is turned upside down and pursues his People through the Sahara desert, all that jazz will leave me with far less time to translate. 

I am so lucky to have the support of my friends. A friend of mine here is actually writing a book of his own! It's a little challenging to read it in German, but I can tell it is written with talent, brain and heart. 
Even my wonderful boyfriend finds time to write despite the hectic nature of his profession, and he encourages me relentlessly to keep with the translation. 

The lead character is coming to a point in his journey, when he learns that after crossing The Red Sea, the Israelites were already growing unsatisfied, and some of them even returned to Egypt. It is going to be a difficult chapter to convey, mostly because I have issues with people that I had believed in but they disappointed me. Crossing The Red Sea is a challenge as it is, especially if you see people around you turning back from what they once believed in. 

My challenge, like the lead character's, is to keep my mind on the goal. Red Sea is only the beginning.