I learned a great lesson about messy grace in a high school classroom.
I'm eavesdropping on a high school conversation.
An openly gay boy, talking to a girl who is eleven weeks pregnant.
The boy asked, "How awkward was it [telling your parents]?"
And she responded, "Daddy threw a couple of things and cussed me out. He told me to get out of the house."
Then they made some small talk, and when I tuned back in, she said, "I had to quit softball. My life is over. Now I have a new life to care about."
A gay boy and a pregnant, unwed high school girl.
"Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the World!
Red and yellow, black and white,
They are precious in His sight!
Jesus loves the little children of the World!"
I wanted to say something to them both. Wanted to hug them. Wanted to tell them "this world is a cruel place, but God is love".
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I wanted to tell her, "Your Dad may have cussed you out and thrown things, but your Father loves you beyond measure, no questions asked, no strings attached. Your Father is wild about you and your little baby. And what you have is a gift."
But I have to be careful, considering my job.
So I will pray a little more.
I will try to creatively love a little more.
I will judge less.
I will listen more.
"God's loyal love couldn't have run out, his merciful love couldn't have dried up. They're created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I'm sticking with God (I say it over and over). He's all I've got left." Lamentations 3:22
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