Charlotte came home from school with her report card today.
We sat down together and talked about the notes her teacher
wrote about her progress, and what we can do to improve.
Lottie looked up at me and said:
"mom, I like school, but we don't even talk about Jesus."
"mom, I like school, but we don't even talk about Jesus."
She was truly confused.
Last year in our home school situation at the ranch,
our lessons and studies always included God.
I think she just assumed that same pattern would carry on to public school.
I thought it was really sweet and I told her that she may not get to
talk about Jesus at school, but she was always welcome
to share her thoughts and feelings about Jesus with her friends at school.
Of course our home is the ideal place where we discuss, talk,
and ask questions about God and Jesus, and I told her that.
was having chemotherapy for bone cancer.
On that Spring day our teacher, Ms. B stopped class and told us
that she felt like we needed to stop and pray for my friend.
Our class was all terribly worried about her because she was so sick.
Ms. B had us move our desks in a circle and we each stood up and
held hands while Ms. B prayed for my friend and fellow classmate.
That would probably never happen today.
Back in 1992, and as a 11 year-old, I felt immediate peace after
Ms. B's heartfelt prayer.
Ms. B's heartfelt prayer.
My friend didn't die, and a few months later Ms. B led us on a walking
field-trip up the street to where my friend lived.
All twenty of us gathered around her as she lay on the couch in her
little living room.
We all took turns telling her how much we loved and missed her.
We made her laugh and we even sang a song for her.
I am so thankful I had those experiences as a child.
It's one of my earliest memories and feelings about
peace, prayer, God, faith and miracles.
This experience didn't happen in my home or even at church,
this happened at school, and I think that's kind of cool.
I told Lottie that God is with us everywhere we are
and everywhere we go. He never leaves us comfortless,
or confused, or alone- especially at school. He's listening.
field-trip up the street to where my friend lived.
All twenty of us gathered around her as she lay on the couch in her
little living room.
We all took turns telling her how much we loved and missed her.
We made her laugh and we even sang a song for her.
It's one of my earliest memories and feelings about
peace, prayer, God, faith and miracles.
This experience didn't happen in my home or even at church,
this happened at school, and I think that's kind of cool.
I told Lottie that God is with us everywhere we are
and everywhere we go. He never leaves us comfortless,
or confused, or alone- especially at school. He's listening.
Dearest children, God is near you,
Watching o’er you day and night,
And delights to own and bless you,
If you strive to do what’s right.
He will bless you, He will bless you,
If you put your trust in him.
Children, God delights to teach you
By his Holy Spirit’s voice.
Quickly heed its holy promptings.
Day by day you’ll then rejoice.
Oh, prove faithful, Oh, prove faithful
To your God and Zion’s cause.
-Charles L. Walker, 1832–1904
