His smile is perhaps what I expect to see when a child receives a new toy or when one sets foot in an amusement park.
But none of both is the reason behind my son’s bright countenance that 21st day of February—it’s because he’s going to school!
While other kids cry, he happily runs inside the room without bidding us goodbye.
He’s got that excitement that wakes him up early every school day, and it makes me wonder if he’ll even remember and put into practice the things I taught him.
Phil. 4:9 says, “Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me or seen in me, put it into practice and the God of peace will be with you.”
Enter some cool breeze.
Suddenly, I see myself in my child’s shoes and thinks of how our Heavenly Father happily sends us to our school-earth. He has given us free will here. We are now on our own. But it is for Him to see whether we apply the life lessons He gives.
Our school is this world. Like in a regular institution, there are imperfections—from the people that make it up, to its systems—they are all fallible.
Our textbook here is the Bible. It contains everything we need to know, learn and do if we want to excel and finish this course-life, with flying colors. It has the perfect guidelines that will lead us to triumph and end up going home up there, with our Heavenly Parent.
He longs to welcome us as we give Him the honor by doing the things He commanded.
Just as I can’t wait to see my son come home, certainly, our Father will be incomparably joyful to embrace us and enjoy His splendid bounty.
I hope I was able to effectively teach my child the value of God’s Word because his first day in school wouldn’t be successful without it.
Do you remember how you fared on your first day of school?