The month of May brings forth wild flowers, the signs of growth in newly planted crops and stretch limousines. That can only mean that summer is drawing close, High School Proms are in full bloom and school is about to wind down for another year. It’s hard to believe we have a grandson already a full year out of high school and a granddaughter starting high school next year. Makes a body wonder where the time has gone. I remember a sign on the wall next to the clock in one of my eight-grade classrooms that read, “Time Will Pass – Will You?” Unfortunately, the message never had much impact on my studies as I barely squeaked through the remainder of the basic twelve-year curriculum. Semester tests, pop-quizzes and final exams never turned me on, as preparedness never crossed my mind as a way of easing the pain of failure. I guess that’s why I’ve been enrolled in the school of hard knocks all my life. I started out a southpaw and can’t help but think how different things would have been if it weren’t for the teacher that forced me to write with my other hand. In the grand scheme of things, teachers are the greatest asset the world can boast, if only they were allowed to teach and administer discipline. In the new world order of political correctness, our teacher’s hands are tied in many aspects, unable to distribute moral thinking and plain old fashion respect for self and others. Our children need more facts, not more theories.
A group of kindergarten students were being led on a tour through a hospital, and this conversation between one of the little girls and an x-ray technician was overheard: “Have you ever broken a bone?” he asked. “Yes”, the girl replied. Did it hurt?, asked the tech. “No”, said the girl. “Really? Which bone did you break?” “My sister’s arm.”
“Well, son” asked the father as he settled down with his evening newspaper, “Are you going to need any help with you homework tonight?” “No, thanks dad”, the boy replied. Then following a sigh he added, “I might as well get it wrong all by my self”
Noticing that his son was studying while watching TV and listening to music, the father said to him, “When Abe Lincoln was your age he didn’t have all these distractions. He was studying his books by the light of the fireplace.” The boy replied, “When Mr. Lincoln was your age, he was president of the United States.”
[2 Corinthians 5: 10] “For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, that each one may receive what is due him for the things done in the body, whether good or bad.” Every human being will have to stand before God and give an account of one’s life. You might say that there is a final exam coming that all of us must take. We’ve all been challenged with tests at different times in our life, some we’ve passed well and others not so well, some we’ve fail at miserably, but hopefully, we’ve learned something from all of them. We’ve also experienced pop-quizzes, totally unexpected little tests that sort of challenge our sense of stability. 2 Peter 1:3-4 says “His divine power has given us everything we need for life and goodness…” and we can “…escape the corruption in the world caused by evil desires.” In all your tests there has been a question, “Who are you going to rely on now? A. God or B. Yourself?” James 1:12, “Blessed is the man who preservers under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him.” God doesn’t want to see you fail. He loves you. (2 Peter 3: 9-15) Time will pass! Will you?
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