the Lord leads

If a class is boring to me then maybe I ought to look inwardly.
It's a pain to sit in silence and drone on about discussion questions. It makes the literature class feel like an unhappy Oprah's book club.
And then I sheepishly think about the fact that I haven't read the book or at least not up to the point that's been assigned. No wonder all of this sitting is so painful. I haven't got a thing to hang it all on.
My professor deserves respect. The material deserves a careful eye and a listening ear. And maybe she isn't killing the earth by printing off so many papers, but truly enjoying the rich materials that the internet has allowed.
Really, I'm sure I kill off so many more things than she does. And she has a soft heart towards it even if she's too scattered to realize her bad habits.
A "good English teacher" would be just as hard for me to listen to I think.
Because school is just a means to an end. I wanna use it and enjoy it.
And really, I think it could be used to glorify God.
Please help me Lord.