As I was leaving my supervisor's office after the meeting, she said she would have to put something in my file. Not much I can do about that. But then God smiled at His failing child.
Returning to my classroom, on my desk was the sweetest note from a student. " . . . Thank you for teaching me and helping me understand and putting up with all my questions in class and I hope to learn more in your class."
Wow! God knew exactly what I needed to hear. On the way out of school, I left a copy for my supervisor.
I'll admit, my flesh was yelling, "If you're going to document (keep score) of my failings, the least you can do is keep track of my successes, too!" That seems fair to us, doesn't it?
But when God had accepted my contrite spirit and settled my heart and mind, I learned something much more important: how are we keeping score? Do those around me feel like I only acknowledge and remember the times they didn't measure up to my standards?
Do I dismiss failure and flaws in others as easily as I would like them to for me? Do I focus on their strengths and successes as much as I would like them to for me?
Perhaps the bigger question is, who are we to keep score at all? Hasn't the price of our shortcomings already been paid? Isn't He also the one who is the source of our triumphs?
What would happen if we threw away our scorecards? What would happen if instead of judging and criticizing, we made ourselves "man up" and candidly share the filters through which we see the world, our measuring tapes for right and wrong?
What works for me is knowing that "...all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God" (Romans 3:23). What works for me to remember how much I've been forgiven, and try to extend the same grace to those in my world.
It's a tough challenge, but I bet we could at least make a start in the right direction. What do you think?
I'm linking this post to Coffee for Your Heart.