In the days of my youth, there was an older gentleman who sat on his porch almost every day and watched us kids play; he delighted in the little girl who was so good in all the sports. He would cheer me on. He was kinda like God in so far as God also watches me and delights in me. I can see God’s loving face smiling at me. As an adult it sometimes amazes me that through all the mistakes I make, God still loves me tenderly and delights in me.
The Lord your God is in the midst of you, a Mighty One, a Savior [Who saves]! He will rejoice over you with joy; He will rest [in silent satisfaction] and in His love He will be silent and make no mention [of past sins, or even recall them]; He will exult over you with singing.
During the early years I attended a good Catholic school. You want to know an amazing fact? My first grade class had 72 students and was taught by a nun who was able to both discipline and teach us. (When I became a teacher, there were complaints when teachers had 30 kids in their class.) In any case I remember the lessons taught in many areas. Basic respect was one. I recall the day my friend began running up and down lawns on the way home for lunch. I said “where are you going?” He responded, “I’m going crazy; wanna come along?” Of course, I did! When we returned to class after lunch, our escapade had been reported and we were in trouble. Respect for other’s property was the lesson. We did not do that again.
Each year new lessons of life were learned.
One time my parents wanted us to experience a “first time ever event”. It was the televised inauguration of President Dwight D. Eisenhower. It was a historical event. We were told in school that morning, that we should not be late coming back to school after lunch. However, my mother felt strongly that it was history and we should be personal observers of it. So I have the privilege of proclaiming I watched the first ever televised inauguration of a president.
Mom believed in discipline, but was not rigid beyond thought on rules. Quite a mom she was! Did we get in trouble at school? I’m sure, but I do not remember the consequence. However, I do remember Mom and the stand she took for us.
We had a girl with disabilities in our class; she was not pretty and I regret to this day that I was never kind to her. Her inner beauty was probably lovely. Do not know why no one really spoke about it; then I question, “Would I have responded differently?” I wish I could say surely “yes”. But in truth, I don’t know. I was self centered as most kids are. Sadly, it is an aspect of our sinful human nature. Since then God has taught me that there are not "unlovlies" only His beloved children.