It’s that time of the year once again….the first real chance to meet who is watching my children for the most part of the day. It’s parent teacher conference time. After our two conferences with our children, I couldn’t be prouder. Sometimes I have my doubts about those two, who doesn’t when it comes to their kids, but I now have a little more confidence that they can at least behave and excel at school when I’m not around.
The first was last week, when I went to meet my youngest son’s teacher. She said he was a math genius. She said he was an excellent reader. Both of these things I knew, but what she said next was what really surprised me. She said he brought a really good energy to the class, that he was a good little leader. This is the craaaazy one we are talking about. I was pleasantly surprised.
Our oldest son’s conference was yesterday. This is the one that really blew me away. Once again, his teacher said he was excellent in math….so much so he has been placed in the advanced math class. His reading teacher said that he couldn’t give my son any assignments that he didn’t just blow through with ease….and that he thinks my son may even be in advanced reading by the first of the year.
But this is the part that made me extremely proud as a parent. He has been sitting at a table with a group of all Hispanic children……one of which can’t even speak a word of English. Once my son finishes with his work, he proceeds to try to teach this child his lessons….using the other Hispanic kids as his translator. His teacher said he is a role model….someone for all of the other children to look up to. He tells the class they should all strive to be like my son. What a far cry from the last few years at his old school where his way of being acknowledged was to be the class clown.
My children have adjusted to their new school better than I could have imagined. They have made new friends and eased right in to their new roles that have been placed in front of them.
With my study of Romans lately, it really got me thinking as to what a parent-teacher conference would be like between our Father and the ultimate teacher, Jesus. I picture God sitting down in those chairs that are way too small in front of Jesus’s desk and saying, “So how is my child doing?” To which Jesus would reply, “They are excelling in all subjects, I have no problems with them whatsoever.”
That’s what is so wonderful about Jesus. Through his blood, He can tell God how wonderful we are, because His death and resurrection is what made us that way. “For Christ also died for sins once and for all, the just for the unjust, so that He might bring us to God, having been put to death in the flesh, but made alive in the spirit; in which also He went and made proclamation to the spirits now in prison, who once were disobedient, when the patience of God kept waiting in the days of Noah, during the construction of the ark, in which a few, that is, eight persons, were brought safely through the water. Corresponding to that, baptism now saves you-not the removal of dirt from the flesh, but an appeal to God for a good conscience-through the resurrection of Jesus Christ, who is at the right hand of God, having gone into heaven, after angels and authorities and powers had been subjected to him (1 Peter 3:17-22.)”
That’s not to say that Jesus isn’t disciplining us on the side, taking us through lessons and trials that we must go through….but when it’s all said and done, He can look at God and say, “This one, this kid…..they are really gonna go places.”
Grace is a wonderful thing. None of us deserve what we have, whether on Earth or in Heaven. But by accepting Jesus, all things are made good. So I pray that your parent-teacher conferences go as well as mine did. I pray that your parent teacher conference between Jesus and God, also goes well. I also pray for those of you who haven’t accepted Christ as your Lord and Savior that something in what I say may lead you in that direction.
Tetelestai 