I'm doing a Bible Study through the book of James right now. James is the perfect book for me. It convicts me of all of my temptations and weaknesses and challenges me in ways to live a better life.
Today I read a chapter about our lives. Our lives are but a breath to God. He tells us to count the days because our lives are so short.
I just found out that my third grade teacher has leukemia. The irony of that statement is laughable to me. Mr. Irwin was always the tough guy. He challenged me in so many academic and personal areas. When I sit and think, there is so much that I clearly remember about 3rd grade, where my memory seems to lack in so much of the rest of elementary school. I remember losing in Around the World to Blake Branning for the multiplication table 7 x 6. (I have not ever forgotten that answer since then.) I remember him throwing away my homework and telling me I had to redo it because of my terrible, terrible handwriting. (Those of you who know how great my handwriting is now, I have Mr. Irwin to thank for most of that.) I remember Mr. Irwin playing basketball and always including everyone, even those who couldn't hit the broad side of a barn (as my mom likes to say). He challenged me to stop being a baby when I would be emotional and cry about my shortcomings. But most of all I know that he loved me. He took time out to talk to us and to hear about our days and lives and I know that he did care. I remember going to basketball games where he was the head coach and him waving to me. (or maybe he was waving to my mom, who was his close friend...but either way...) I felt like a celebrity that Mr. Irwin knew who I was.
Now that I am a third grade teacher, I desire to challenge my students in the same way. I want them to grow to be humans that have good handwriting, know their math facts, and toughen up. But I also desire for them to know that I love them. I love them deeply. Although Mr. Irwin never talked about God to us (public school, holla), I want my students to know about God and about His love.
I know our lives are nothing but a breath and that we can't change when we will die or what will happen to us, I pray that God's view of my life will be pleasing. Although my life is short, I want to bring others to know Him and to love Him. I want Him to have the glory in my life and in my heart. I want others to know that I love them deeply.
Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:14
I pray that my "mist" touches others in a way that will bring them closer to Christ...and that I will live every day fully and love with reckless abandon...Amen.
Addendum: As we were talking about America pride the other day, the IU fight song popped into my head. Yes, I learned that in 3rd grade too. I remember walking up to Miss Emrich's room and singing it in front of her door. Ah, good times.