The Student

The student spoke up.
This almost-woman had been transformed. By me.
My response, to difficulties, had changed her.
That's what she said, right there in class.
Or at least that's what her teacher shared with me, later.
As I listened, I broke right through.
I did not know that student. That learner.
Who was studying me. Learning from me how to.
Live life. Trust God. Endure difficulties.
I had no idea that I was teaching that day.
I thought I was just trying to get through.
The ashes of my life.
I assumed I was directing how to clean up the mess.
How is it , that God, could use such a weak, feeble moment to strengthen another?
I am broken right through, by such mercy.
Today, I am the student. Learning.
What grace is.