I started tutoring kids at my k-12th school when I was in 9th grade. Ever since then, I've been working with kids. The first batch were the ones who unknowingly showed me what I was created for because it was so easy, natural, and satisfying. How could I not know and love these children? With any life, there is both joy and sorrow. With children, there were obstacles to overcome, triumph in accomplishment, and sometimes unexpected or painful goodbyes. Through all of this, I've learned that I rather have compassion than a callused heart and that I can always pray. One well-worn prayer is that God would watch over these kids, past and present, and lead them to know Him so that I can see them when I go to heaven. Then I'll ask them how hard math really was or if they ever got better at fooseball.
What a joy it was, then, to see and hear of one kid who I first met when I was 14. (Are we 14 when we're in 9th grade? I'm bad at math and too lazy to calculate. This makes for a bad tutor.) Even then I worried about him and how he'd do. Today, I found out he attending my alma mater, going to my old fellowship, and growing a lot spiritually.
One prayer.
One blessing.
Thank you God for letting me see fruit a decade later.
Rejoice always.
Pray unceasingly.
Give thanks in all circumstances.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-18a
2 comments:
one big hooray!
it's true you might not see it, but your sphere of influence is so great and you just gotta keep working that gift that god's given you :D
unfortunately for me, my foosball skills have not improved since the fourth grade.
It is indeed a joy to hear such wonderful news as such. We have to constantly remind ourselves that any instance of saving faith is indeed a miracle.
However, these reports don't always return so favorably. I cannot even begin to count how many people I actually know that have "fallen away". But, we pray and trust that our sovereign and gracious God is at work in all things, trusting & believing in his faithfulness to carry out His will according to his good pleasure :)
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