School Days: A Diary of the Impossible

Four days into the school year and, things were different. After three days of relative quiet, some students decided that they needed to make their presence known. There were several almost-fights, some between male/female, and some between the very large student and the very tiny student. It was something that you would normally expect much later in the year.

We had an assembly of the 7th graders at the end of the day; it was already planned, though the events of the day probably made it more urgent. During that assembly, the principal said something that was very profound. She said, "He who defines is the master. He who is defined is the slave." I thought, "Wow!" I had never heard it put like that, but that is powerful.

We are always defining, trying to be the master, trying to be in control. "He's weird, she's dumb. He's a Christian, she's not. He's too big. She needs to gain weight." Perhaps we would do well to remember....

...we are not the Master, we have no business trying to define. We should only speak what is, what has already been defined.

...when we speak in defining terms, we should speak what the Father says about the situation, not what we think. We might not like the person, thing, idea, or situation, but it cannot come to us unless it has come to Him first.

And finally, if we can ever learn how the Definer sees us, nothing will be able to stop us from fulfilling our destiny.

More to come....