My heart is heavy.
You see, there is this boy in Mister Luke's class.
I have interacted with him.
I have taught him spelling rules.
I have helped him with fractions and long division.
He has shared that his family had moved a lot.
School is difficult for him because...
he has missed certain things along the way.
I have looked into his eyes and seen a boy...
a boy who wants to succeed,
a boy who is an artist,
a boy who is kind to his classmates.
I have never met his family.
I don't know what his home life is like.
I do know that Mister Luke came home after this boy moved here and said-
there is a new boy in my class and I think he needs snow pants... I don't think his parents can afford them.
Take these Luke and give them to him if you like.
Mom- something really, really bad happened at school today.
He explained that this boy loses his temper sometimes.
He rips paper when he is frustrated.
He had to stay in for recess.
He lost his temper with his teacher.
He pushed her.
He hit her.
He was sent to the principal.
The police came.
He won't be coming back to school.
He may end up in juvenile hall.
He did an awful thing.
He did a thing that should get you banished from school.
But still... my heart is heavy.
The teacher is okay... I asked her today.
But, this boy.
I just worry that he is on a path to being lost... that this is one more thing he will lose along the way... one more thing that will prevent him from having "life."
Redemption. Healing. Self- Control. Hope. Life.
These are what I am praying over him tonight.