Make the Moments Count

In my college education class, I learned there are two types of student attention getters-pleasant and unpleasant. Both seek and receive attention. Many students passed through my classroom doors, and each of them left some kind of impression.

Adam was one of the pleasant ones. He did his work, had a great personality, and was popular with classmates, teachers, and coaches. He brightened my day by just being in class.

It was a tradition. If he missed class for any reason, he would greet me with a smile upon his return and ask, “Did you miss me, Mrs. Sims?” I always did.

As a relatively new driver, Adam made a fatal mistake one winter morning on his way to school. He didn’t wait for his car windows to defrost completely, and as he pulled on to the highway, his car collided with another vehicle. He died instantly.

That evening I called my son, who was away at college. I was so angry! Why Adam? I thought I knew so many people who just took up space in this world.  I could not fathom why God allowed this young man to die before he reached his potential. Heartbroken, I poured out my anger and frustration. I will never forget my son’s reply.

“Look at it this way, Mama. If you were having someone over for dinner, would you rather have Adam or some jerk? Do you think God is any different?”

I didn’t have the answer then, nor do I have one now. I still don’t understand why bad things happen to good people, but I am sure of one thing. God has promised He has a place prepared in heaven for those who love and trust in Him. In His infinite mercy, He gives others the time to discover His forgiveness and grace. 

Perhaps the most important lesson I learned is that it is not my place to sit in judgment. Shakespeare said, “Life is but a walking shadow.” It is our responsibility to make sure that shadow reflects God’s love and mercy in whatever time He allows us on this earth. We must make our moments count.

Adam’s seat remained empty for the rest of the year. Life went on and new classes would come and go. But, some twenty-five years later, if he could ask me again, I would still have to say, “Yes, Adam, I missed you.”

In fact, I still do.

“Do not judge, or you too will be judged.”

Matthew 7:1

Eyes to See

One day stands out as one of the most awe-inspiring of my teaching career. One of my students had such limited vision that the school considered her legally blind. The special ed teacher did some extensive research and discovered a device called a monocular and ordered it in to help her with her schoolwork.

When the device arrived at the school, the teacher was so excited that she brought it to my classroom for the student to try immediately. It still takes my breath away when I remember that young girl’s reaction to seeing things for the first time.

She looked at the ceiling tiles exclaimed excitedly, “Mrs. Sims, there are holes in the ceiling!” Next, she moved to the window, and asked, “Are those leaves on the tree? I’ve never seen leaves before.” The class sat spellbound as she searched the room for new things to examine, exclaiming in pure joy over her discoveries.

The experience moved me to my very core. She was ecstatic about things I had so often taken for granted.   I sat under the ceiling tiles for years and never marveled at the holes. I passed that tree outside on my way into the building every day, but I never rejoiced in its leaves until I saw them through that teenage girl’s eyes. In that magical moment, I thought I would never take little things for granted again.

However, life happens, and unfortunately, I still miss those little joys thirty years later. I claim busyness, when, in fact, I have tunnel vision. In staring ahead, I miss the beauty God has created right beside me. A 16th-century philosopher said, “There is none so blind as he who will not see.”

That young woman is an adult and living on her own. I do not know her story since she left my classroom years ago, but every time I see her, she is smiling. I believe that even with her limited sight, she sees more than I. 

So today, while that memory is fresh on my mind, I want to look for holes in the ceiling tiles, smiles on faces, and rainbows after the rain. I want to see afresh the wonders God has prepared for me each day.  I hope you will, too.


And the glory of the LORD will be revealed, and all people will see it together. For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.

Isaiah 40:5

Train up a Child

My freshman English class was unusually loud as I entered the classroom. I asked what was going on and several students spoke at once. A class favorite had gotten in trouble at home after not calling before going out to eat after a ballgame. His mother had grounded him for what his classmates thought was forever and a day.

 After much discussion, one student finally said, “Is she crazy or what? He’s the best kid in the school.”

Wow! What a compliment from a peer group. It was true. He was a long-distance runner, a member of the student council, a football player, a hard-working student, a debater, and an all-round good kid.

I thought for a moment and then replied, “Maybe the reason he’s the best kid in the school is that has a mother that cares so much.”

The grounding eventually ended. The young man matured even more and never lost his popularity with his fellow students.  We spent a lot of time together in class, student council, and three years of debate, which made me appreciate him even more. He was a particular favorite of mine. Time passes, and it has been a long time since we spoke in person, but he left footprints on my heart.

Today he is an executive for a food store chain, and I am sure he continues to be one of the best men in his current peer group.

Discipline is never fun; however, I am convinced that this young man grew in wisdom and in stature because of caring parents who supported him but held on to their own expectations.

In fact, in today’s out-of-control world, we probably need far more “crazy” moms and dads who care enough to instill responsibility, courtesy, and respect in their children.

Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old, he will

not depart from it.

Proverbs 22:6