Encouragement

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I went to an event called a “Memorabilia Day” yesterday – a day when alumni of my high school alma mater gathered to reminisce and reconnect with former classmates and teachers of the school. There were people there that attended in the class of 2008, as well as the 1990’s, 1980’s, 1970’s, 1960’s, 1950’s, 1940’s and even one or two from the 1930’s! There was even a former teacher present who was 102 years old.

It was a time of remembering not just what the high school was like, but our town and neighboring towns – or more appropriately, villages - were way back when.

An amazing wave of nostalgia permeated the air. It was a time to hear afresh why the man started the school, and what has taken place on these grounds in the last 70 years.

I listened to stories of the lives of many hopeful 16-18-year-olds, and of others all the way up the generations until the 102-year-old former teacher was highlighted. Some are facing end-of-life issues, some bursting at the seams to start their adventure of life, wondering what they will be, how they will make their mark in the world.

We heard of the triumphs and tragedies of the school, and of the students that went on to become famous. We celebrated former teachers that there, applauding their efforts to bring education alive to their students. We learned of the challenges facing the students and the school now, and ways to partner for the future of this generation like someone partner in our behalf.

It was very moving, reminding me of how we partner with God, through prayer, in behalf of people all around us. The Holy Spirit quickens a face or a name to our mind and we pray. We hear of a situation and our hearts are heavy until we can run to our Maker and share it with Him, placing each care in His hands.

I don’t know how the lives of those who attended will progress, or how their stories will end. But I do know that there is a God that cares. He cares about the hopes and dreams of the young ones, and the yet-to-be-fulfilled hopes and dreams of the rest of us. He knows the sorrows felt and the ones around the corner. His love will stand the test of time. His love will endure long after the hallowed halls of my alma mater have crumbled. His love will even endure well beyond my own “graduation” into eternity.

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