[Adapted from the archives]
For some of us, in this summer hemisphere, Monday marks a new school quarter.
So I’m praying ten small things for my boys that might change today, change this term, change them, and shape tomorrow:
Rest. You need to be strong for classrooms and corridors, for finding common ground on the playground and capacity for creativity, catching balls and scrawling words. And know that He is God.
Slow to empty out all your words on another. Slow to un-cage your rage when things don’t roll how you hoped. Wait. Be sure your response is the cure not the cause. A gentle answer deflects anger, but harsh words make tempers flare. (Proverbs 15:1)
Quick to give, and forgive. Quick to listen wide open and soft to the hearts of others. Quick to offer your help, your seat, your sandwich, your suggestion or solution.
God has already paid the ransom. You are free. Now stay that way. Which means, don’t get trapped in tangles of unwise choices. Rather, obey. Not to earn God’s favour or anyone else’s, and not because obedience is the gravy train to success. Obey because that is success, and simple freedom.
You can say anything. Ask anything. Tact, timing and tone are key.
Reach out. Make an effort. Live outside of your skin enough to know what the world feels like coming up against someone else’s. Ask yourself, What does love require of me?
You know who you are. You know how much you’re loved. That’s plenty right there. You stand on solid rock.
David said to Goliath, ‘You come to me with sword, spear, and javelin, but I come to you in the name of the Lord of Heaven’s Armies – the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied.’ (1 Samuel 17:45) He wasn’t outsized, out-speared or outsmarted, because he knew that no one could outdo his God. You can be brave to step into all the big tomorrows, because the tomorrows come one at a time and you’ll meet a big God in each one.
Be prepared to pray hero prayers. Like, God I’ll do anything, be anything, go anywhere You ask. Be prepared to say with the psalmist, I am counting on the Lord; yes, I am counting on Him. I have put my hope in His word. (Psalm 130:5)
Of the seven billion people on Earth, you only get to be one of them. Do the best you can at being the only you. He calls out the stars by name. I’m praying He calls out the treasures He’s placed in you.
The twilight is warm. The mornings are bright. Forever starts now, and there’s hope.
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