The late Erma Bombeck recorded the thoughts of a boy named Donald, preparing for his first day of kindergarten:
"My name is Donald, and I don't know anything. I have new underwear, a loose tooth, and I didn't sleep last night because I'm worried. What if a bell rings and a man yells, 'Where do you belong?' and I don't know? What if the trays in the cafeteria are too tall for me to reach? What if my loose tooth comes out when we have our heads down and are supposed to be quiet? Am I supposed to bleed quietly? What if I splash water on my name tag and my name disappears and no one knows who I am?"
There is something scary about every educational process. Life, in general, is difficult. Let’s not make it more difficult for our students.
We have several thousand children beginning classes this month. We have a good school board. They’re not perfect, but I sincerely doubt they’d be any better if you or I were
members. We don’t know everything, and it would be against the laws of our land for the board to tell us everything they know. The board is correcting what needs to be corrected, collecting what needs to be collected.
Our current school administrators are sincere individuals. Many, I think, are active followers of Jesus. They have our children’s best interests in their hearts.
Let the Methodists get behind the board and give them our support. Give them a call, send them a note, offer them your time. When some day our nametags disappear from this earth will anyone know who we are? Jesus will know. He’ll know your spirit, He’ll know your deeds, he’ll know your words. When the bell rings, he won’t yell, “Where do you belong?” He’ll be able to say, “Well done. You are a good and faithful servant. Enter into your peace.”
The late Erma Bombeck recorded the thoughts of a boy named Donald, preparing for his first day of kindergarten:
"My name is Donald, and I don't know anything. I have new underwear, a loose tooth, and I didn't sleep last night because I'm worried. What if a bell rings and a man yells, 'Where do you belong?' and I don't know? What if the trays in the cafeteria are too tall for me to reach? What if my loose tooth comes out when we have our heads down and are supposed to be quiet? Am I supposed to bleed quietly? What if I splash water on my name tag and my name disappears and no one knows who I am?"
There is something scary about every educational process. Life, in general, is difficult. Let’s not make it more difficult for our students.
We have several thousand children beginning classes this month. We have a good school board. They’re not perfect, but I sincerely doubt they’d be any better if you or I were
members. We don’t know everything, and it would be against the laws of our land for the board to tell us everything they know. The board is correcting what needs to be corrected, collecting what needs to be collected.
Our current school administrators are sincere individuals. Many, I think, are active followers of Jesus. They have our children’s best interests in their hearts.
Let the Methodists get behind the board and give them our support. Give them a call, send them a note, offer them your time. When some day our nametags disappear from this earth will anyone know who we are? Jesus will know. He’ll know your spirit, He’ll know your deeds, he’ll know your words. When the bell rings, he won’t yell, “Where do you belong?” He’ll be able to say, “Well done. You are a good and faithful servant. Enter into your peace.”
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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