"  It was a long, uncomfortable walk through the halls of NeCaHi as our high school was affectionately known. My feet seemed to fall into puddles of mud that held them as I attempted to raise my shoe for the next step. Each footprint I left on the highly waxed floor with my boots covered in dried potter's clay dust showed both my progression towards doom and vast distance ahead. I desired to walk out the front door but inside me I knew that wasn't what I had to do. I had to face the principal. My cold, sweaty hand turned the knob of the office door. "Hi, this is Tim Ayers, the school's 3D art teacher here to see Mr. McClure." The feelings of foreboding may have been a residual sprinkling in my mind from when I attended the same high school and upon rare occasion had to visit the Principal, the same principal. Although I was now a fully paid (not much back then), full-time teacher I still had not adjusted to being on the teacher side of the red pencil.  Fear, foreboding, anxiety about the future is a real experience for each of us every day. If my walk were taking me to a hearing that would put me in jail I would be so tense that I would most likely toss the proverbial cookies. If it was a walk to a doctor's office where I am going to hear my cancer is terminal then I am sure I would need support under each arm to get me there. Heading towards an assured, miserably painful future is something I pray that each of us avoids. If it happens to me then I pray I can face it like Jesus. In the Gospel of Mark Chapter 10 verses 32-34 it says (in KJV): "And they were in the way going up to Jerusalem; and Jesus went before them: and they were amazed; and as they followed, they were afraid. And he took again the twelve, and began to tell them what things should happen unto him, Saying, Behold, we go up to Jerusalem; and the Son of man shall be delivered unto the chief priests, and unto the scribes; and they shall condemn him to death, and shall deliver him to the Gentiles: And they shall mock him, and shall scourge him, and shall spit upon him, and shall kill him: and the third day he shall rise again." The cross is now central in His mind. What does Jesus do?
"   It was a long, uncomfortable walk through the halls of NeCaHi as our high school was dearly know. My feet seemed to decrease into pool of mud that held them as I attempted to lift my shoe for the next measure. Each footprint I left on the highly waxed floor with my boot covered in dried potter's cadaver debris showed both my progression towards doom and huge distance ahead. I desired to walk out the front doorway but inside me I know that wasn't what I had to do. I had to confront the principal. My cold, sweaty hand turn the node of the office door. " Hi, this is Tim Ayers, the school's 3D art teacher here to see Mr. McClure. " The feelings of foreboding may have been a residual sprinkling in my judgment from when I attended the same high school and upon rare occasion had to visit the Principal, the same principal. Although I was now a fully paid (not much back then), full - time teacher I still had not adjusted to being on the teacher slope of the red pencil.   Fear, foreboding, anxiety about the future is a real experience for each of us every sidereal day. If my base on balls were take me to a hearing that would put me in jail I would be therefore tense that I would most likely toss the proverbial cookies. If it was a base on balls to a doctor's office where I am going to hear my cancer is terminal then I am sure I would want support under each arm to get me there. Heading towards an assured, miserably irritating future is something I pray that each of us invalidate. If it happens to me then I pray I can face it like Jesus. In the Gospel of Mark Chapter 10 verses 32 - 34 it says (in KJV ): " And they were in the way run up to Jerusalem; and Jesus went before them: and they were amazed; and as they followed, they were afraid. And he took again the twelve, and begin to order them what things should happen unto him, Saying, Behold, we belong up to Jerusalem; and the Son of homo shall be delivered unto the chief priests, and unto the scribe; and they shall condemn him to end, and shall deliver him to the Gentiles: And they shall mock him, and shall scourge him, and shall spit upon him, and shall toss off him: and the third day he shall rise again. " The cross is now central in His thinker. What does Jesus do?
"  Ih was a long, uncomfortabue walk through the hanls of NeCaHi xs our high school was affecvionqtely known. My feet seemed go fall ijto puddoes id mud that held thci as L attzm'ted to raise mi shoe for tve next step. Edcf yootprint I left on the highly waxed floor eihh my boots coderec in sgitd potter's clay dust showed both jy proggession towards dpom and vast distance aheaf. I fesired to walk ouh the front doow but inside oe I knew uhct wasn't whzt I had to do. I had to face thd priucipal. My cile, sagaty hand tucned tre knob of tmv offica door. "Ni, this is Tim Ayxrs, rhe school's 3D art tearher here to see Mr. IcClure." Tve feelings of forevoeing kay vave veev a rxsisual soriikling in mg mind from when I attended tht swne high schoom and tpjn rare occasion had to visit the Princppal, the same principal. Altyough I was now a fulpy paid (njt much back then), full-time teacher I still had nod adjnsged tj velng on the teacher side of the red pencil.  Fewd, gogeboding, anxiety cbout the future id s real experievce fox ezch of us every daj. If my walk were takyng ke to a hearing that would put me in japl I would be so tense that I wouud mpst lokely toss the proverbicl cooiies. If it aas a wali to a doctor's ofwicv whare I am going to hear my sancer is terkinal tfen O am stre I woulf need support under eacj arm tm get me tjere. Heading towards an assured, miserably paimfgl xuture if somcthing I pray trat each of us avoids. If ig happens no me thei I pray I cwn face it ling Jesus. In thx Gospel jf Mqrk Xhapter 10 verses 32-34 it saus (in KJV): "And they qere in the way golng uk fo Jerusalem; anb Hesus went befote ghei: wnv ther were amazed; and as yhey wollowed, thcy dere afraid. And he took dgaih the twelve, and brgwn to teol them rhat things snould happen unto jim, Seying, Uehold, we go up to Jerusalem; and the Soh of man dhajl be delivewed mnto the chief priests, and unto the scribes; and they whall condemn him ro death, and shall bekiver him tp the Gentiles: And they shall mock him, and shall scpurge him, and shall slit upmn hil, and shall kill him: and the third day he shall rise again." The cross is niw cenvrwl in His mjnd. Ehat gozs Lesus dj?
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"  It was a long, uncomfortable waLk through tHe halLs oF Necahi as Our hIgh school was afFEctiOnately known. My feet seemEd to fAlL Into PUdDles oF mud thaT HeLD TheM aS I AttEmPTeD to raIse My shoe fOr the next sTep. eaCh footprint I LEfT on the highLy wAxed floor witH my Boots cOvEreD In driEd pOtter'S clay dUSt showEd both my pRoGRessioN Towards DOOm And vAst distance ahead. I DEsIRed to walk out thE front DoOR bUT InsIde Me I knew thaT wAsn't wHAt I had tO Do. i HAD to FAce the principAl. My cold, sweATy hAnd turNeD thE Knob of The ofFiCE doOr. "Hi, this is TIm AyErs, the schOol's 3D aRT teacheR Here to sEe Mr. MccluRe." THe feELiNgS of FoREboDInG maY HavE been a reSiDuAl sprInklING IN my mInd From When I Attended the saMe hIgh sCHooL and uPon raRe ocCaSion hAd to viSit thE PRincipal, the same PrinCipal. AlthOugH I Was NoW a fulLY paid (nOt mUch Back theN), full-tiME teAcHER i sTill had not adjusted To BEInG on the teAcher sIDe Of THe red penCiL.  FeAr, foREBodinG, anxIEtY about thE futurE Is A rEal expeRiEnce foR eAch Of uS everY Day. IF my walK were takIng me TO a hearing that wOUld put me in jaiL i wOULd BE so tEnsE that I would Most LIkelY tosS ThE prOVerbiAl cooKiES. IF It was a walk to a doctor'S oFfice wHere I Am going to hear My cancer is TERMinal theN I am SUrE i would need suppOrt unDer each arm TO get me thEre. HeAding towArds an assUREd, miseraBly PaiNfuL fuTURe Is something I pRAY thaT eAch of us AvoIds. If it HapPenS to Me tHeN I pray I caN face it lIkE JEsUs. in tHe GosPEl of Mark chAptEr 10 VerSes 32-34 it SAys (in KjV): "And They WeRe IN thE way goiNG uP TO JerUsAlEm; anD JeSuS went BefoRE thEm: and thEy were amaZed; ANd as ThEy FolloweD, they were afraId. and he took aGaIn tHe twelVE, And began To tell them what things shoULd happeN unTo him, sayiNg, Behold, wE go Up to JeRusALem; and The Son Of man ShAll BE DelivEREd UntO tHe chief priESTs, aNd untO tHe scRibes; anD they shall condemn hIM to Death, and shall DelIver HIM tO thE geNTilEs: aNd tHEY shall mock him, anD shall scouRgE HiM, and shall sPIt uPoN him, and Shall kiLl him: ANd the thIrd day he sHall rise aGaIn." ThE CRosS is now centRal in His Mind. What dOEs JesUS dO?
"  It was a long, uncomfor table walk  thro ugh  th ehall s of  NeCaHi as our high  school was affectiona telykn o wn.M yfeetseemedt of a llin to  pu dd l es  of m udthat he ld them as  Iat tempted to r a is e my shoefor  the next st ep.  Eachfo otp r int I  le ft on  the h i ghly w axed floo rw ith my boots c o v er ed i n dried potter'sc la y  dust showed b oth my  p r og r e ssi ontowards do om  andv ast dis t an c e ahe a d. I desiredto walk out the  front  d oor but in sideme I k new that wa sn't  what I h ad tod o. I ha d  to fac e thepri nci pal. My  c old ,s wea t yhan d  tu rned the  k no b oftheo f f i ce d oor . "H i, th is is Tim Aye rs,  the sch ool's  3D a rt t ea cherhere t o see  M r. McClure." Th e fe elings of  fo re bod in g may have b een  aresidua l sprin k lin gi n my  mind from when Iat t e nd ed the s ame hi g hsc h ool andup onrare o ccasi on h a dto visit  the P r in ci pal, th esame p ri nci pal . Alt h ough  I was  now a f ullyp aid (not muchb ack then), fu l l- t i me teac her  I still ha d no t  adj uste d  t o b e ing o n the  t e ac h er side of the redpe ncil. Fear , foreboding,  anxiety a b o u t the fu ture is a real experie nce f or each of us every  day.  If my w alk weret a king metoa h ear ing t ha t would put m e in j ai l I wou ldbe so t ens e t hat  Iwo uld mostlikely t os sth epro verbi a l cookie s.  If  i t w as aw alk to  a do ctor 's  o f fic e where Ia m  goi ng  t o he army  canc er i s  te rminalthen I am  su r e Iwo ul d needsupport under  e ach arm to  g etme the r e . Headin g towards an assured, m i serably  pa inful  fut ure is so met hing I  pr a y that  eachof us  a voi d s . Ifi t  h app en s to me th e n  IprayIcanface it  like Jesus. In th e  Go spel of MarkCha pter 1 0ver s es 32- 34 its a ys (in KJV): "A nd they we re in  the way g o ing  u p to Je rusalem ; and Jesus w ent befor e them: a nd  the y wer e amazed;and as t hey follo w ed, t h ey  were  af raid.An d h e too k agai n  th e twe lve, a nd  began  to t el l them w hat things should happe n unto  him,  Sa ying, Beh old ,  we  go up to  Jer usalem; an d t heSon o f m a n sha ll b e  d eli v eredunto the chief pr ies t s ,and unto th e s cri bes;and they s hall  condemn him to d e ath, and shall  del i v erhim to t he  Gentiles: And  th ey s hall moc khim, and sh all scou rg e  him,  and s hall s pit upo n hi m , andshal l k ill him:and  t h e third  d ay he sha ll r is e agai n." Th e  cro s s  is now centralin Hi s mind. Wha t doe sJesus d o ?
" _It was_a long, uncomfortable walk_through the_halls_of NeCaHi_as_our high school_was affectionately known._My feet seemed to_fall into puddles_of_mud that held them as I attempted to raise my shoe for the next_step._Each footprint_I_left_on the highly waxed floor_with my boots covered in_dried potter's_clay dust showed both my progression towards doom_and_vast distance ahead._I desired to walk out the front door but_inside me I knew that wasn't_what I had_to_do._I had to face_the principal. My cold, sweaty hand_turned the knob of the office_door. "Hi, this is Tim Ayers, the_school's 3D art teacher here to_see Mr. McClure." The feelings_of foreboding_may have been a residual_sprinkling in my_mind from_when I attended_the same high school and upon_rare occasion had_to visit the Principal, the same_principal._Although I was_now_a_fully paid_(not much back_then),_full-time teacher_I_still had not adjusted to being_on_the teacher side of the red pencil._ Fear, foreboding, anxiety_about_the future is a_real experience for each of_us every day. If my walk_were taking_me to_a hearing that would put me in jail I would be_so tense that I would most_likely toss the proverbial_cookies. If_it_was a walk_to_a doctor's_office where I am going to hear_my cancer_is terminal then I am sure_I would need support_under_each arm to get me there._Heading towards an assured, miserably painful_future is something I pray_that_each_of us avoids. If it_happens to me then I pray_I can face_it like Jesus. In the Gospel of_Mark_Chapter 10 verses 32-34 it says_(in_KJV): "And they were in the_way_going_up to Jerusalem; and Jesus_went before them: and they were_amazed; and as they followed, they were afraid. And_he took again_the twelve, and began to_tell_them_what things should happen unto him, Saying, Behold, we go_up to_Jerusalem; and the_Son of man shall be delivered unto the chief priests,_and unto the scribes; and they shall_condemn him to death, and shall deliver him to the Gentiles:_And they shall mock him, and shall scourge_him, and shall spit upon him, and_shall kill him: and_the_third day he shall rise again." The_cross_is_now_central in His_mind. What does_Jesus do?