Trusting the Spirit
“Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. The one who sows to please his sinful nature, from that nature will reap destruction; the one who sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life.” Galatians 6:7-8
My high school boys were spread out around my basement classroom like poolside loungers on holiday. Thankful for the cool damp in the warming spring weather, they were engaged in reading despite their demeanor. Spring was doing its work in me and inspired a longing to be somewhere else. The end of a long stretch of work, I eyed my stack of grading that promised less weekend and more workend. Again. I struggled to return my inward attention to the student reading next to me.
Spilling out of his desk with a book propped out in front, a curious student interrupted the focus of the class, “Miss, what is AD and BC?”
“What are you reading about?” I looked up from my clipboard.
“It’s a history of ships.”
Wondering how detailed I should be in our restricted context, I explained that BC was before the birth of Jesus Christ and AD was sometimes known as after his death, but also as the year of our Lord in Latin.
Another student chimed in, “It’s true; I’ve heard that before.”
Seemingly satisfied, my student went back to his book on ships. A few minutes later, it was obvious his mind was not on the ships.
“Miss. What is the name of the place where people are buried?”
“A cemetery? Grave?” My heart jumped at where this was headed.
“Yes. That place. Where is that place for Jesus?”
“Well. That’s a great story. I’ll tell you what followers of Jesus believe.”
Weighing the context against the teachable moment, I trusted the Spirit and went on to share the story of the good news with sixteen Muslim teenagers. It took all of three or four minutes, but they were surprised and intrigued at the news I had to share.
“Wow. I have never heard that before. I didn’t know that story.”
“It’s so interesting.”
“I haven’t heard that before.”
Silence filled the room as this information settled into thoughts and formulated into further questions.
“BRRRIINNNG” The bell drove a wedge into our conversation and I hoped that new ideas weren’t swept away with transition to the next class.
My heart was lifted knowing that God had used me in that place at that time to plant a seed of information on new ground. I said a prayer of protection and for the future of that seed in each of the hearts that heard it.
I scooped up my stack of papers with renewed interest in battling the lure of Spring and armed myself with a promise from God, “And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.” Galatians 6:9