Why I’m thankful…
This past week I had the privilege of grading the first batch of papers from my oldest group of students. Two American Lit classes, filled with sophomores to seniors, and as far as I’m concerned, the best of the best. The assignment: To write a chapter in your own autobiography, styled after Benjamin Franklin’s, including what you learned from your mistakes along with a wise saying or two.
The results? Some touching, some humorous, and some heartwarming descriptions. I read accounts of childhood accidents (pain is memorable) and tough decisions. I traveled to other countries to learn of mission trips that touched lives near and far. I saw the endurance needed to reach physical goals, goals that resulted in true mountaintop experiences.
I always try to write an encouraging note at the end of each paper. I found myself saying on so many of them “..I’ll pray… the Lord is going to use you!…What a blessing you were to those children…”
This is why I do what I do. And this is why I have hope for our nation, and more than that, our world. The Lord is working!