It was spring, and the end of the school year was fast approaching. Mrs. Collins sat at her desk, wishing it would come sooner. Mrs. Collins was in her 5th year of teaching at the local Christian school and felt that the year had been a waste. Her 20 2nd graders didn’t seem to be understanding any of the new concepts she was teaching them. Worst of all, none of them seemed to have matured spiritually either. Some of her students, she was sure, had already trusted Christ as their savior. However, some seemed farther from accepting the truth than they did at the beginning of the year.
It was close to Easter, and Mrs. Collins was telling the children the Easter story and about how the children needed to trust in Jesus Christ, but it felt more like an obligation than an opportunity to affect a child’s life. The children were restless and not listening to a word Mrs. Collins was saying. Finally, Mrs. Collins decided to take the students outside.
Once outside, she told the students to look for signs of new life. At first, the students just talked to each other, but soon, you could hear the excitement in their voices as they discovered the beauty of the warm spring day.
“Look!” cried Chris. “I found a worm under this rock!” All the boys ran over to look at this new discovery.
“Oh! It’s a baby bird!” Dianne said. All around her, Mrs. Collins’ students were shouting in delight as they found the next creature under a rock or behind a bush. Finally, Mrs. Collins told the class to go back inside, amid the disappointed sighs.
When they got back to the classroom, Mrs. Collins felt compelled once again to explain why the children needed to trust in Christ as their savior.
“When we went outside, all of you found wonderful examples of new life.” Mrs. Collins began. “When we trust in Jesus Christ to be our savior, we become a new creation. The old has gone away and a new life begins.”
“But why should we trust in Jesus?” little Steven asked. Leave it to Steven to be the class skeptic. Any other day, Mrs. Collins would have punished him for trying to arouse the class. But Mrs. Collins felt this was different from most of his outbursts.
Before Mrs. Collins could answer, one of her star students, Rachel said “Well, it’s kind of like when a baby bird tries to fly for the first time. The baby bird has seen it’s mother fly to the nest and come back, but he doesn’t know how. He doesn’t think he can do it. But he has to trust his mom when she tells him to leave the nest. He has to trust his mom that his wings will work. When he finally puts his trust in his wings, that little bird has a whole new life ahead of him…. Right Mrs. Collins?”
“That’s exactly right Rachel,” Mrs. Collins said, fighting back tears. “I couldn’t have said it better myself.”
“Wow.” Steven exclaimed. Mrs. Collins looked at Steven and the rest of the class. All eyes were focused on her. “Mrs. Collins?”
“Can you help me find my wings? I want to fly.”
Holding back the tears, Mrs. Collins embraced Steven. “Yes, Steven. I’ll help you find your wings.”
“And that, my little ones, is how I first learned that Jesus cared about me. I’ll always remember Mrs. Collins, because she took the time to explain the love of Jesus to me. I don’t think I’d be the same today if it weren’t for her.” Steve sighed. “Ok kids. Go out and find those Easter eggs!”
The children excitedly ran away with their Easter baskets. Then Steve felt a tug on the end of his sweater.
He knelt down to look his youngest granddaughter in the eyes.
“I want to learn to fly, just like you.”
Steve let the tears flow as he knelt and led Bethany to Christ on that warm spring day. A day set aside to remember what the Lord did for us nearly 2000 years ago.
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