Jesus. He is risen indeed!
And that transforms everything, including school.
Educating my children at home has given me plenty of time to observe them. To watch them grow, listen to new things they’ve learned, and to realize that my children know and love Jesus. The never-ending surprise is that much of this change happens in spite of me.
Let me tell you about a couple of times I’ve been surprised by the faith of a child.
The first episode happened when my oldest was a toddler. She was a talkative girl, and kept up a quiet little commentary as she rode in her stroller at a local art show. As we turned a corner, she got suddenly more animated, pointing at a picture and squealing, “Jee-Jee! Jee-Jee! Jee-Jee a-Chrise a-Lo-ahd!” Seriously, you’d have thought she had seen the ice cream truck, she was so excited. But, no… it was a painting of Jesus. Jesus Christ the Lord… someone she knew and obviously loved.
And then there’s the “Wummy Incident”, which happened when my middle daughter was just starting to talk, walk, and use sidewalk chalk without eating it. (It was quite a summer.) She sat contentedly on our garden path, making marks with her chalk until she realized she’d made an ‘X’. That really got her going, and she pointed it out to me saying, “Wummy!” Wummy? Now, I’m pretty good at interpreting toddler-ese, but ‘wummy’ had me stumped for a good long time. I finally figured out that she was talking about a song. She wanted to hear me sing ‘Jesus Loves Me’, also known as ‘Jesus Wummy’. So we sang, and I was once again awestruck by seeing God working in my family.
What a wonderful blessing it is to be in a position to watch my children’s faith develop… to see how the Holy Spirit works in them, creates faith, forms them, and nurtures them. It leaves me with nothing to do or say except: Thank you, Jesus, for always catching me by surprise!