The end is nigh. Exams are over tomorrow. The rush of a million grad parties is in full swing. Baccalaureate is tomorrow night. Graduation Sunday. Another group goes out in His name to another place where He is needed. Some will turn away. Sadly. Some, probably, already have. Some will be faithful to whatever He calls them to do, wherever He sends them to minister, for as long as He enables them to do so. As the world grows darker, they will shine brighter. What do old teachers do at such a time?
Pray that they remember what they have been taught in word and deed.
Pray that they remember they are loved.
Keep in touch with those who stay in touch.
Rest in His love for them as they face the storms of life guaranteed to all.
Reflect on the opportunities given to touch lives for Him, in His name and through His strength. Hope you didn't mess up too many of them.
Pray that if they only remember one thing you taught them it will be that following and serving Him is all that matters.
Prepare for the next "crop."
Pray that they remember they are loved.
Keep in touch with those who stay in touch.
Rest in His love for them as they face the storms of life guaranteed to all.
Reflect on the opportunities given to touch lives for Him, in His name and through His strength. Hope you didn't mess up too many of them.
Pray that if they only remember one thing you taught them it will be that following and serving Him is all that matters.
Prepare for the next "crop."
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