Sometimes we take God’s creation for granted. God’s creation is made up of so many miracles, and the miracles can be seen every day.
My “Little Warrior Prince” started Kindergarten this year. And like most of the kindergartners, he was excited about Field Day. The kids talked about it for two weeks before the big day. They were able to pick out which events they wanted to participate in. Relays, running, jumping, they had the traditional events. There are also several new events with milk jugs, water balloons, even wet sponges. The kids were excited, and I planned my schedule to attend his first Field Day and take lots of pictures. Well, wouldn’t you know it? A cool front was forecasted for that afternoon. We thought there would be a pretty good chance of rain, but were confident the Field Day would be complete before the weather turned bad. We were wrong. Everything had been set up. The teachers hung whistles around their necks, the cones outlined the field. Chairs, coolers, adoring parents, everything was in place. The events began and you could hear that wonderfully familiar school yard sound of children echoing from a mile away. The thrill of victory and the agony of defeat were highlighted with laughter and smiles from everyone around. But the skies grew dark, and the breeze kicked up. Then the rain began to fall. The kids didn’t seem to mind at first. The parents dashed for their cars, ran for cover under trees, and pulled jackets up over their heads to avoid the big drops. After a few minutes, the rain seemed to gain strength. At that point the teachers met at mid field and decided to call it off. The kids, hair now flattened on their heads, shirts dripping, and smiles drooping, wore the faces of disappointment. Their shoulders slouched and they dragged their feet as they met with their teachers in groups to head back inside. The echo of laughter and screaming had been replaced by the sound rain pelting the ground. But as the teachers counted up all their wet little athletes, the rain began to slow a bit. And just then, a slice of sunshine beamed out from behind a cloud. The wet, huddled masses were walking with their heads down, too quickly to notice something beautiful. In the sky was a huge rainbow, almost a full arch. One of the brightest clearest rainbows I had ever seen. I ran up to my son and pulled him back from his group. We stopped and looked up at that beautiful rainbow. “Remember what the rainbow means?” I asked him. “It’s a promise from God”. Many of the other kids and parents stopped and looked up. Some were saying, “Whoa!”, and pointing to the sky. When I looked back down at my son, I saw a big smile on his face. Disappointment for the moment disappeared. “Even when we are disappointed, like with this rain ending your Field Day, God has a promise for you. He shows us His love every day. Isn’t that amazing?” He smiled again, grabbed my hand, and we walked together back into the school, our shoes sloshing water with every step.
Take time to share God’s word every day with your children. Deuteronomy 6:6-9 reminds us, “These words, which I am commanding you today, shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your sons and shall talk of them when you sit in your house and when you walk by the way and when you lie down and when you rise up. You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates”.