Kids
Sometimes I am thankful that I do not yet have kids, while at the same time I would love to have the opportunity to raise a little boy or girl. But each week the reality of kids sets in. I have been blessed with the position of lead teacher for the 3rd grade Sunday school class at the church I attend. Most classes consist of a little chaos in the beginning, the middle and the end. Any weekend we can expect anywhere from 20-35 kids. The most "adults" we have are 7, but usually there are 4-5 adults. I use the term adults loosely, because I have to admit that sometimes I am the one egging on the kids. I can't help it I just love playing. Never grew out of it.
Each week is like a dose of energy and newness. At this age, children are still eager to listen, learn and have some respect for adults with just the start of utter rebellion and disgust. But kids are kids and it is in my humble opinion that anyone who wants to win a war should send a group of parentless kids over to the other side. Sometimes you have to be an activity genius to get a kid to sit still. And most times that won't last for more than a minute. This is NOT only boys, girls are just as guilty as boys. I will admit that the girls pay attention and are a lot more obedient, hands down.
As much chaos that goes on from week to week, I would not give it up unless asked. The absolute joy I feel whenever I have one of the kids say, "I want to sit at your table" or "Can I come over to your house?" is unmatched. Or just the total love and warmth I feel when I see them out of class and they make it a point to come up and say hi. It's just awesome. And these aren't even my kids. I can not even begin to understand how a parent must feel. Children are an immense blessing that I pray one day to be able to say this is my son or this is my daughter.
I know whenever I say I want kids I will almost always have one dad say, I have one or two I can loan you to change your mind. But no it won't change, not unless God leads me to feel I am not supposed to be a Father. I know most of them are joking and it is funny. But I will take all the fighting, disobedience, dirty diapers, crying, bumps, bruises, breaks and even the anger and hatred of teens. It is in my heart, my soul and my entire being to be a dad. I can only pray that we will be blessed with children(I wouldn't mind 4 or 5) or with the peace that I may never have kids of my own. So until that changes I will continue to go every Sunday I can. I will continue to help nurture, teach, grow and love and that is not only the children I am talking about, because I get as much or more from them. I love to be around God's little blessings.
Each week is like a dose of energy and newness. At this age, children are still eager to listen, learn and have some respect for adults with just the start of utter rebellion and disgust. But kids are kids and it is in my humble opinion that anyone who wants to win a war should send a group of parentless kids over to the other side. Sometimes you have to be an activity genius to get a kid to sit still. And most times that won't last for more than a minute. This is NOT only boys, girls are just as guilty as boys. I will admit that the girls pay attention and are a lot more obedient, hands down.
As much chaos that goes on from week to week, I would not give it up unless asked. The absolute joy I feel whenever I have one of the kids say, "I want to sit at your table" or "Can I come over to your house?" is unmatched. Or just the total love and warmth I feel when I see them out of class and they make it a point to come up and say hi. It's just awesome. And these aren't even my kids. I can not even begin to understand how a parent must feel. Children are an immense blessing that I pray one day to be able to say this is my son or this is my daughter.
I know whenever I say I want kids I will almost always have one dad say, I have one or two I can loan you to change your mind. But no it won't change, not unless God leads me to feel I am not supposed to be a Father. I know most of them are joking and it is funny. But I will take all the fighting, disobedience, dirty diapers, crying, bumps, bruises, breaks and even the anger and hatred of teens. It is in my heart, my soul and my entire being to be a dad. I can only pray that we will be blessed with children(I wouldn't mind 4 or 5) or with the peace that I may never have kids of my own. So until that changes I will continue to go every Sunday I can. I will continue to help nurture, teach, grow and love and that is not only the children I am talking about, because I get as much or more from them. I love to be around God's little blessings.
