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Topic: Teachers (07/12/04)

TITLE: The Blood of a Teacher
By Lisa Beaman
07/14/04

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Both of my grandparents on my father’s side were teachers. My father is a retired teacher. His sister married a teacher. His brother was a teacher. His brother’s wife is a college professor. His brother’s daughter, my cousin, has followed in the family footsteps, she too is a teacher.

I, on the other hand, have a rebellious spirit. Living under my father’s ideas of academic excellence was often a strain. My grades were never high enough, I did not care enough and he always sided with the teacher.

I’ll never forget the day I stood on my elementary school playground and made a vow that was surely as dramatic as the one Scarlett O’Hara made in the Twelve Oaks slave garden. “I will never be a teacher!” I proclaimed, “I will never marry a teacher! I will not put my children through that!”

To my dismay, God has a way of dealing with rebels. As an adult, I’ve learned that no matter what vow I had made and no matter what path I had chosen, I had the blood of a teacher.

I knew the first time I took a spiritual gifts test what my spiritual gift would be before I even looked at the questions. The rebel in me wanted to answer the questions incorrectly, but curiosity won out and I resisted the temptation.

My worst fear was realized. Teaching is my number one spiritual gift.

After overcoming the shock of that devastating blow, I knew that I had to obey God’s plan for my life. I began as a helper in the children’s department at church.

Once I began to teach, I found that I could not stop. Since that time I have taught nursery age children that God made them and the hand movements to children’s songs. I have taught in the preschool and elementary children’s departments at church. I have led groups of junior high girls in Bible study. I have led women’s Bible studies. I have taught the high school Sunday school class and women’s classes using my own curriculum. I have given testimonies to small groups and large ones. I never would have believed it, but I have loved every minute of it. I can’t get enough!

I am reminded of the words of the apostle Paul in I Corinthians 9:16, “Yet when I preach the gospel, I cannot boast, for I am compelled to preach. Woe to me if I do not preach the gospel.”

I know how he felt! Woe to me if I had continued to rebel against the way God created me! Yet because I finally chose to be obedient to God’s will, I have been blessed beyond belief. I may never make a single dime for any word that I write or teach, I may not have a teaching license or a degree in education, but I am a teacher. That is who God made me to be.

The blessings continue as I watch my 8 year old daughter patiently explaining something to her 4 year old sister. She brings a smile to my heart every time I see her lining her dolls and teddy bears up so that she can teach them. “You’ll make a great teacher some day,” I tell her as I pat her on the head, “It’s in your blood.”

Copyright, 2004, Lisa D. Beaman


Member Comments
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darlene hight07/19/04
Loved it and it is so true so true!
Randy Chambers07/19/04
Nicely done. Enjoyable read. Well written. :)
Mary Elder-Criss07/20/04
Oh boy. Been there, done that, got the T-shirt, even. Not only did I say I wasn't going to have children, or had any interest in teaching..God had the last laugh since I now homeschool the very children I said I wouldn't have. I heard a quote once which sums it up perfectly.."Wanna make God laugh..tell Him your plans..."

God Bless you as He continues to use you in this gifting. Nice article. Mary
L.M. Lee07/21/04
your submission confirms what I believe is Biblical...the "gifting" is inherited. I think that is why God had one tribe set apart as priests...because it is a gift.
Marcell Billinghurst07/21/04
Praise God for His confirmation of your spiritual gift and for your obedience to use it for His glory. When we are willing get out of our comfort zones and obey him, He promises to bless us over and abundantly above all we can ask or think. God bless you as you teach.
Michael Isaacks07/22/04
Great story! The gifts and callings of God are indeed without repentance.
Kenny Paul Clarkson07/22/04
Your reference to Paul raising an interesting question: What's the difference between teaching and preaching?

I guess sometimes they are the same.

Wonderful story. Keep up the good (excellent) work!!!
Brenda Fletcher07/23/04
Wonderful story, so timely for me. There you go, teaching again.
Thank you.
Karen Treharne07/24/04
What a loving story. Your obedience is clear and it comes at no surprise that you have been blessed by it, since that is what He promises us. A more noble endeavor I cannot imagine...our Lord was a teacher. My favorite part in the story was near the end when you said that you didn't have a degree or a license, but you were a teacher by God's chosing. May He continue to bless you and your family of teachers as they pursue their God given gifts for His purpose.
Linda Germain 07/26/04
Isn't it amazing how our rebellion often points us in the exact direction we were supposed to be going in the first place? Your style is easy to read and full of "teaching." :0)
Joanne Malley07/30/04
Nicely written article with a wonderful flow.
I enjoyed reading it as well as your style of writing! :)
Jean Boulmay08/01/04
I so much enjoyed reading your article. It was well written and also encouraging. If
God calls us to be something, that's what we are....degree or not. Keep writing.