Excitement is brewing in the air! The store shelves are transforming from beach wear and summer paraphernalia to getting ready for school. There’s a sale at Target for school supplies. Got the supply list. Rushing to Target with the kids to get all of the necessary items. Crayons- Check . Pencils –Check. Markers –Check. Erasers –Check. Glue Sticks- Check. Dry Erase Markers –Check. Folders –Check. Composition Books –Check. Pencil boxes –Check. Scissors –Check. Sticky notes –Check. Box of tissues- Check Hand sanitizer-Check. Lunch boxes-Check Backpacks –Check. Multiply the cost, times how many kids you have, and even with the sales prices your eyes almost bulge out of your head when you see your total at the check out! Going to school is expensive! Not to mention the new clothes and shoes that you need to buy because Johnny and Susie have outgrown the ones that they have been wearing. Can you relate?
As I see my grandchildren getting ready for school, it brings back memories of getting my sons ready. We would purchase all of the supplies, their favorite folders and backpacks, along with the lunch boxes that they had chosen. Then we would go over the list twice to make sure that we didn’t leave anything off. Finally, we would label all of their supplies with their first and last names and place them in their fresh, clean backpacks. Our next order of business was to look over their clothes and chose the specific outfit that they would wear for the first day of school.
Another part of our school preparation was trekking up to the school and walking the halls to locate where the boys classrooms might be, and where the lunchroom and special’s classes were. We would find out what bus that they would be riding. Now it was the waiting game to discover who their teacher was going to be. This was a laborious wait, filled to the brim with gossip about all of the teachers. In fact it was excruciating. Everyone wanted Teacher A and Teacher B, but no one wanted Teacher C. Well, you know what happened, don’t you? One of my sons was assigned to Teacher C. I was horrified! The teacher no one wanted their child to have. I knew what a good teacher was supposed to be, since I had taught for 5 years before I gave birth to my children. What was I to do? March up to the office and demand that he be switched to another class? No. I didn’t feel quite right about that. I knew that the only thing that I could do was pray. That was the best choice.
So, I prayed, and I prayed, and I prayed some more. I believed that God was telling me to keep my son in Teacher C’s class. That was where he belonged. So, I did. What ended up happening was amazing. The teacher didn’t have as many posters on her walls as the other teachers did. This was good for my son, because he seemed to be able to pay attention better without all of the colorful distractions around the room. Teacher C and my son hit it off the first day. They were the perfect match as student and teacher. He loved his teacher. It was the most wonderful year for him.
God taught me something very important through this experience. It was the importance of prayer, and praying for our kids as they go to school. Praying for them in class with their teachers. Praying for their classmates and for their schools. What the boys and I began doing each morning was having a devotion before going to school. We would pray that as they would go into the school, that God would be with them, and with their friends, in their classrooms, and as they did their work. I also felt that God was leading me to begin a Mom’s prayer group that met on Tuesday mornings. We would meet and pray for our kids and the school every Tuesday.
Isn’t it interesting? If things had gone the way I had wanted them to, with my son getting the “best” teacher, I wouldn’t have felt such an inclination to bathe my son’s school year in prayer. Nevertheless, God worked a Romans 8:28 out for my son . “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” I learned the power of prayer in my sons’ lives, and how important it was to pray for them. Oh, as they grew older they would have other teachers who they would definitely not call their favorites, but God had them in that specific class for His purposes. I had learned to pray for them in each class that they were enrolled in. It was my job to help them see the positives in each class and to learn from the mistakes that they might make, and help them in any way that I could.
So- what about you? Have you made all of your school preparations yet? Have you thought about prayer preparation? Having devotions with your kids before sending them off to school? Here are some helps that you might enjoy.
May the Lord keep you in the palm of His hand!
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