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The Privilege to Teach

(post moved dated-9/20) What an amazing gift we are given: to pass on a legacy , to have a hand in raising up the next generation, to leave an impression. These young people in our care are on loan to us so that we can teach them what we know. How is it that people wonder and ask how we do this? "I wouldn't have the patience" they say, as if patience is a gift only given to some rather than a choice of behavior.
It is almost incomprehensible that I am allowed this opportunity to be the one to fill my child's mind, to encourage a hunger for learning and a thirst for truth. Watching their little faces light up with excitement about addition facts, reading, voyages of early settlers is a treasure I will fight to keep. I am excited for each week to begin. I was created for this. The more we learn together the more I realize this is what I was put here to do. I want my children to know that every single day I spend with them is an answered prayer. I want them to know that I love being their mother. I can't imagine a better way to say how much I treasure them.
This gift I will hold close to my heart. I know that too soon it will be time to let go. My prayer is that I honor my God with the way we live, and with the legacy we leave.
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