Entry #9 Christian Teacher in First Nations Schools ~ Journey Toward Forgiveness
Saving Face ~ The coolest thing happened the other day. A student who was absent for about 2 weeks came to school for my computer class. He seemed super focussed where he is usually distracted. I knew I had to plant a seed right then and there in case it'd be another 2 weeks before I'd see him again. I ran down the hall (we're in portables) and asked the Special Education teacher if he could whip up a certificate to acknowledge this kid's focus and also to welcome him back.
I love my colleagues! He appeared about 10 minutes later with a beautiful coloured certificate. I signed it and after class presented it to my student. As I affirmed him over and over again I felt goosebumps up and down my legs. (did I mention this story in a previous blog?....if I did, it's worth musing upon over and over again because the smile on that kid's face!) He kept looking at his "award", maybe one of the few he'd ever get. (gettin' choked up here) and I knew that God was softening my heart to prepare me for this day.
I taught Sunday School today at the little Native church on this reserve. I got tons of problems with the leadership at this church. I got all kinds of judgements, I realize, about how parents let their kids away with everything, (I already told you about the arson, vandalism, beatings, break-ins and how "these people" defend their kids to their detriment, (log in my own eye ~ shame on me) but you know, God will deal with me. I'm before Him night and day about this "call" which I seem to be finally "getting"!
Anyway, as the kids happily ate their cereal and milk I brought in (much better than the cracker snacks I usually give), I told them about when Jesus made His triumphant entry into Jerusalem just before He would die for our sins. I mentioned the part about the kids shouting, "Hosanna to the Son of David" and how the Pharisees were indignant, rebuking the disciples for allowing "such blasphemy". and as I'm telling them about Jesus announcing "Have you not read the Psalms? Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings, thou hast ordained praise". And when I told them, "GOOD THING THEM KIDS PRAISED JESUS, BECAUSE THE ROCKS WOULD HAVE CRIED OUT!" and then I added: