When I saw the title of this morning’s devotion, I knew exactly what I would share about. Stories featuring my kids. When they were both still at home, we worked on school every day; they worked at becoming better at their sport of choice (baseball); and they did chores wherever they were asked to–at home, church, or on the ball field. We were living the life of a Christian, homeschooling, baseball family.
But, as what usually happens when we’re in the middle of something, I couldn’t see results of what we were teaching them while I was still in the middle of the teaching. It wasn’t until the older one went off to college that I knew for sure I could add the words ‘hard workers’ into my descriptions of both of my sons. I remember something specifically that happened my son’s freshman year in college. We talked regularly, and there was one time he told us a story from math class. Since his major is non-math related, he only needed to take one math class, and he chose to take it his first semester. He said there were a number of students struggling in the class, and his teacher had asked him to help them. Now, I’m not saying anything bad about the people who were struggling. There will always be people who struggle with certain subjects.
No, my heart was proud because he was willing to help, and this has continued in the years he has been at college. He has mentored younger students, and he has helped those who have asked all while keeping up with his own schoolwork, holding down a part-time job, attending church regularly, and participating in activities with his social club. We couldn’t be prouder of how hard he has worked. There is one thing though that we have had many discussions about over the past few years. He has wondered why so many of the other students don’t have the same work ethic he has–why they don’t put in the studying time he does or why they don’t even come to class. There are no easy answers to these questions. My husband and I have had some of the same questions about our own generation. But, God gives us peace about the questions that can’t be answered–that we’re only to do the things He has asked of us and not judge others. We’re only to love them in His Name.
That’s what my younger son has done in the story I’m about to share. It’s been over a year since he got the job of auditorium set-up for our church. He and one other teen are responsible for making sure the Bible classes are set up properly, the chairs are lined up properly, and the trash is picked up. I go with him often as I’m providing transportation. The first thing I learned is that people are messy. I had always tried to be responsible with picking up my own trash, but wow, some of the things the guys have found have made me wonder where our attention span is at church. Coffee cups, juice cups, pieces of cracker, Bibles, jackets, phones–all of that and more has been found by the set-up crew. It has certainly made me more aware of the trash around me.
What I’m most proud of though is how deeply my younger son cares about getting the job done right. Now, these young men aren’t perfect. I’ve been witness to both of them bringing something to the back and saying, “Really? Someone left this?” But, then they’ll either throw it away or put it where all the lost things are put and keep moving forward. At the end, they’ll look from the back to make sure all the chairs are lined up correctly. I’ve even seen my son and his friend tell people they need to pick up their stuff which shows me they have both become responsible while doing this job.
I am grateful both of my sons are hard workers. It has shown me that all the years I have poured into them have been worth it and that they are ready for the next stage of their lives. I am thankful they both love Jesus and show it with every step they take. Praying God will show us the blessings of working hard as we live in this world!
May God bless you all today!