The First Day of School
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. – Genesis 1:1
Ever since I was old enough to carry a box of Crayola crayons, I have loved the first day of school. The smell of new supplies, freshly cleaned rooms and new textbooks are like coffee on a cold morning – it gets me excited and eager.
I can remember vividly walking into each new classroom door for the first time – the world was mine – filled with hope and promise. This would be the year I would get on the Honor Roll, this would be the year I would make the basketball team, and this would be the year I wouldn’t have to sit in the principal’s office. Yes, the future was exciting.
I remember each time I stood in front of the classroom and welcomed a new set of students. I had that same feeling of anticipation, excitement, joy. This would be the year they would all be on the honor roll, this would be the year they all make the sports team, this would be the year I would never have to send someone to the office. Yes, the future was exciting.
I just received word that I was Grandpa again. I felt that same rush that I felt on the first day of school. A new life entered the world! This was my Grandson – destined for great things. Nobel peace prizes would vie for Olympic Gold medals and certificates of commendation on his mantel. Yes, the future is exciting.
But then the second day of school would crush the dreams of the perfect year. It would be apparent that some students would not only miss the honor roll, but would be lucky to turn in assignments. I already could sense the students who would be disappointed by their bodies as they tried out for teams and I identified those that would visit the office.
So it was with my Grandson – at 15 weeks premature, he was less than a healthy baby. At 1 lb 4 ounces, he has lots of room for growth. Hopes and dreams abound, but are tempered in reality.
Isn’t it a comfort to know that God created the heavens and the earth? Isn’t it comforting to know that He will watch over each of us – individually, by name? Isn’t it comforting to know that no matter how it looks to the world – God has created a perfect world and when sin marred it – He sent Jesus to make it perfect – make us perfect. Isn’t it a comfort to know that we can dream our dreams of earthly greatness and God already has answered with the promise of heavenly greatness? Isn’t it a comfort to know that no matter what the school year brings, no matter what grandchildren’s health – God is with all of us – redeemed us – created us?
What a great school year we will have – what a great life my grandson will have!
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. – Genesis 1:1
Ever since I was old enough to carry a box of Crayola crayons, I have loved the first day of school. The smell of new supplies, freshly cleaned rooms and new textbooks are like coffee on a cold morning – it gets me excited and eager.
I can remember vividly walking into each new classroom door for the first time – the world was mine – filled with hope and promise. This would be the year I would get on the Honor Roll, this would be the year I would make the basketball team, and this would be the year I wouldn’t have to sit in the principal’s office. Yes, the future was exciting.
I remember each time I stood in front of the classroom and welcomed a new set of students. I had that same feeling of anticipation, excitement, joy. This would be the year they would all be on the honor roll, this would be the year they all make the sports team, this would be the year I would never have to send someone to the office. Yes, the future was exciting.
I just received word that I was Grandpa again. I felt that same rush that I felt on the first day of school. A new life entered the world! This was my Grandson – destined for great things. Nobel peace prizes would vie for Olympic Gold medals and certificates of commendation on his mantel. Yes, the future is exciting.
But then the second day of school would crush the dreams of the perfect year. It would be apparent that some students would not only miss the honor roll, but would be lucky to turn in assignments. I already could sense the students who would be disappointed by their bodies as they tried out for teams and I identified those that would visit the office.
So it was with my Grandson – at 15 weeks premature, he was less than a healthy baby. At 1 lb 4 ounces, he has lots of room for growth. Hopes and dreams abound, but are tempered in reality.
Isn’t it a comfort to know that God created the heavens and the earth? Isn’t it comforting to know that He will watch over each of us – individually, by name? Isn’t it comforting to know that no matter how it looks to the world – God has created a perfect world and when sin marred it – He sent Jesus to make it perfect – make us perfect. Isn’t it a comfort to know that we can dream our dreams of earthly greatness and God already has answered with the promise of heavenly greatness? Isn’t it a comfort to know that no matter what the school year brings, no matter what grandchildren’s health – God is with all of us – redeemed us – created us?
What a great school year we will have – what a great life my grandson will have!