Dear Reader, I am more than pleased to bring you this week’s guest blogger, publishing her work for the first time. In full disclosure, she wrote this last year, as a 5th grader in my class. I was recently told we need to be praying for our children. Of course, I agree with that; however, I would humbly offer, I believe it is the children who are looking at us, the adults, and praying for us. Why so much anger? Why so much division? And have any of us adults taken a good hard look at ourselves and asked, “What are my words and actions doing to children? What am I planting, sowing, cultivating, and growing in the hearts of children?” I believe this dear, sweet young lady’s poem speaks to what she sees and feels and hopes . . . and she and the children are why I continue to spend time with children. As this wonderful student shares, “We cannot get these moments back.” I hope this encourages you, Dear Reader, as much as it encourages me.
Once and Forever
Once there was a time
Where children could be children
Untouched and unharmed by the world’s cruel hands
Unopinionated and Uninfluenced
By today’s biased reality
Once there was a time where knowing that all lives matter
No matter the differences
Had nothing to do with politics
Once there was a time when people were appreciated
Not because of
How many likes
Or how many friends they had
Or how pretty they were
But about what was on the inside
Oh how precious those times were,
For we cannot get those moments back.
But is there hope for this new world?
Is there a wish to be granted?
For forever we will have the people.
And forever we will have the memories and
The feelings within us that drive us and make
We as a people want to have a better life.
For those things never fade.
After all, hope starts within a person.
The fact that there can be a better outcome or a better lifestyle
Is enough to motivate
And enough to trigger a flame withins someone
And that’s all that we need
Because this world is ours.
For Once, and for Forever
Until the next Wednesday, the Lord allows.