The pupils, leaning against each other for support,
stared straight ahead to their young teacher at her makeshift chalkboard. Roll
call consisted of fuzzy teddy, pink dotted elephant, stuffed clown with one eye
and beloved baby doll, Betsy Lee. My dream of becoming a teacher began many (!)
years ago in our family basement up north, a dream which came to fruition years
later. Did my mother know how dearly I cherished the boxes of chalk she bought
me or words of encouragement she gave me to follow my dream? Even after I’d
already wanted to be an ice skater, a cowgirl and a sunflower grower!
Young children’s minds are full of ideas and
thoughts of “what they want to be when they grow up”. For most of them this
will change several times – sometimes even in a week! As parents (grandparents)
our responses to their choices is hopefully one of understanding. Right now our 7 and 9 year old grandsons
would love to be Lego builders or Jedi masters, our 5 year old granddaughter is
an adorable (though not totally proficient) ballerina, and the 3 year old grandson
is enthralled with becoming a garbage collector. He can’t wait for them to come
each week! Will these be the occupations in which they spend their lives?
Probably not, but if it is, then may my prayer be that this is what God has
lead them to and equipped them for. Personally,
I would hate to live in a world without Legos, ballerinas or garbage men.
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Rachel Faith Kline, "Teacher" |
Tony Dungy’s book, You Can Do It, talks about the faith and encouragement his parents
instilled in him and his brother and sisters. The theme of “trust God and dream
big” is prevalent throughout the book. Colossians 3:23 says, “Whatever you do,
work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men...” God is the giver of our dreams and the One who
gives daily guidance. This book provides opportunity for you to study the lives
and dreams of such godly Biblical young men like Daniel and Joseph.
As your children get dressed up for Fall Festivals, Harvest Parties or
whatever you celebrate at the end of October, I hope you’ll allow them to “be
what they want to be”. I just hope that
somewhere out there will be a child wearing glasses down on her nose, holding a
book and a piece of chalk…just for me.
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