The Mechanism Of a Child

Why can't we be like them? Or can we?

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Recently, as a part of the requirement for the completion of my degree, I was required for the second time to teach in a school. The first time I taught, I taught Senior Secondary Students because I honestly didn't want any drama😂but who said senior secondary school students don't have drama? Lies!😂

This time around, I decided to teach the Junior Secondary classes, or no, I was assigned to teach Junior classes, Jss 1 and Jss 2 to be specific and I won't lie, this particular experience was dear to heart!

Dearer than the first to be honest.

Getting into the minds of fresh out-of-primary school students is utterly amazing. I don't mind having a do-over for it.

On beginning this particular teaching exercise, I truly wasn’t so excited, I just wanted to get done with it😂 (I started about two weeks after my coursemates had begun due to some valid reasons though). But after the first week, I knew I wanted to stay.

My mum had her sincere concerns like the distance of the school, transportation cost and all but I convinced her that it was where I was meant to be.

With my students, I am a more empathetic, caring and loving person. The way they believe everything I say and how they don't forget the little promises I make, thisssss!

Doesn't God expect this of us too?

Let me just tell you, if you know you won't keep it don't make a promise to Children because they never forget.

Through their lens, I see what God desires of us,

Trust

Believe

Again, Trust!

Through their lens, I see pure, unfiltered love. Jesus! On getting to school daily, for the time I taught, my first struggle was getting past my students once I stepped into the building and headed upstairs, they would drown me in a pool of hugs like I was their long-lost sibling they couldn’t wait to see again. And they didn't do this to just me, but mine always took a longer time to finally get them off me. On one occasion, I fell.

My kids, yes! I dare say that. My kids demonstrated love. And apart from a few stubborn ones as you would expect in every class, they were submissive! There was this time I was prepping JSS1 for a debate and when I asked them to give me a rundown of what they had they were like “Miss Ruth, we don’t have points” (yes they called and still call me Miss Ruth, that’s my Christian name btw) I’d say let me see what you have written down and no matter how “nonsensical” whatever they have written is like, they are bringing it for Miss Ruth to see.

After showing me what they have, we’d begin to work on it again (from scratch most times), through God’s help, I was able to lead them step by step on how to properly articulate their presentation, I taught them a few new words, gave them tips and boom! They did so well on the day of the debate. All Glory to God!

But!

Aren't we meant to also be like that in our relationship with God, allowing Him to show us how to go, how to walk through life….. I read something powerful this previous week that there’s a reason why the Bible says thy Word is a “lamp” unto my feet and not torchlight, (I’m paraphrasing now)

becauseeee, you can flash a torchlight and see what’s ahead, but with a lamp, you only see more as you walk on. You may not have the full picture of your future yet but walk on first!

He is Lamp unto your feet and Light Unto your path!

He will show you!

He will lead you!

If only we can be as children

If only we can become as a child

We’d never be too grown for God you know

“Then he said, “I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like little children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven. So anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven. “And anyone who welcomes a little child like this on my behalf is welcoming me.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭18‬:‭3‬-‭5‬ ‭NLT‬‬

An aside: Just yesterday, an amazing woman said something to me, but I held on to two words of the many things she said “Keep Building” Thinking on that, I have concluded that it is important to make sure you leave an imprint wherever you go.

Allow the Holy Spirit to allow this piece to make sense to you.

God bless you dearly

See you next week my loves

I must say thank you too for all your kind words last week.

TFA💓🫶🏽