From the Editor’s Desk

When word processing, meant following The MLA style guide and font size was determined by the preprinted lines on your paper, learning to write was quite a different kind of adventure. In those days, our school desks came complete with a hole in the upper hand corner, that held the ink well where we would dip the nib of our pen, before attempting to scratch out our letters. Our teachers would prowl the aisles, looking for offenders, who were not holding their pens correctly, had their papers angled the wrong way or who smudged their letters. Painful as it was at the time, we eventually learned our upper- and lower-case alphabets, in both printed letters as well as in cursive handwriting.

Though we sometimes felt we were being tortured, our poor teachers shared plenty of the pain along with us. I feel certain there were times when they wondered why they were consigned to seven-year-olds scratching away on lined paper, when there were plenty of easier ways to make a living. God bless those patient teachers who taught us how to form our letters, piece together words and then later how to juggle them into stories of our own. Those long-ago days came to my mind as I thought over the skills I have had to pick up as a writing coach and editor. Though the following are overly simplistic, maybe one of these will be an encouragement to you today.

As class begins, the first order of business a teacher has, is to hand out papers. For us as editors, handing out a paper can be simply encouraging someone that they have the skills needed to tell their story. It doesn’t require a PhD to tell a first grader that he has lousy penmanship or that she dripped ink all over her paper. Teaching them how to do better, means handing them a blank sheet of paper every single day and offering them a chance to try again.

Secondly, our teachers gave us pencils, long before entrusting ink pens to us. Those pencils gave us the opportunity to practice dotting our i’s and crossing our t’s in a way that could be erased and done over. And when we use those pencils, somewhere along the way, they get dull. A teacher is the one who says, “Why not go to the pencil sharpener, before you do the next line?” In the same way as a writing coach we need to come alongside, not to write their assignment for them, but to help them sharpen their skills so they will better be able to make their own point.

Lastly, a good teacher is the person who refills all the ink wells. As writers, we all have mornings when we can’t think of a single new idea, and we simply stare at the blank page in front of us. We have run dry, and what we need is fresh ink in our well. As Christians, we know that real refreshing only comes from our Lord, but many times, God chooses people to do His work. A godly teacher is the one who comes along side, puts a hand on our shoulder and says, “Take a breath, look outside your window, and come back to your work in a minute. Don’t quit, because God has not quit on you, and He has a great ending for the story He has given you to tell!

And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ. Philippians 1:6 ESV
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What is Your Treasure?

And he said to them, “Therefore every scribe who has been trained for the kingdom of heaven is like a master of a house, who brings out of his treasure what is new and what is old.” Matthew 13:52 ESV

It may surprise you to learn that I began Bible story telling, not with my special friends at nursing home, but with 5-8 year old boys at church. Royal Rangers was a program similar to the Boy Scouts, that our denomination offered and one day I came to sign our son up for class. Now I am not the parent who just drops his kiddo off, so I stayed to see what was going on. The man who leading the group was so delighted to have another adult around to help, that he disappeared on the third week and ta-da, I became their new leader!

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Needless to say my transition from, hey I want to help, to “Whoot there it is!” you’re in charge, was rough. Kids climbed up walls, bounced off each other and in general made me crazy. But in the midst of the mayhem when I was getting ready to tear out my hair, God began to teach me how to get and keep their attention with stories. In today’s scripture, Jesus gives us the inside scoop on how to teach others about His kingdom, and He calls it giving away our treasure.

So what makes something our treasure, and who are those scribes instructed in the kingdom? Now, I’ve been to college and have a piece of paper somewhere that will prove it, but what I really treasure is those lessons learned from when God answered my cries for help in the storms of life. He seems to specialize in using our problems as His classroom and in each one He gives us a treasure of grace to share with others. Also notice that Jesus points out, we need both new and old treasures. So don’t get too comfortable where you are because life is rarely smooth sailing for long. The Biblical weather forecast is for new storms on our horizons because each one offers us a new gift of God’s grace. So whether you are trying to keep the attention of a classroom full of eight year old’s, or are having a zoom session with seniors who can’t seem to figure out where to click so they can see the video, God wants to use you in ways to spread His treasure around. So what is your story? I know there are lots of great teachers out there among my readers, so why not share one of your treasures with us today?

All the Way Home

True confession time this morning: I was a terrible teacher! Though had I studied hard and finished my teacher training nothing had prepared me for the reality of a classroom. The kids were way smarter than me and unimpressed with my grade point average; unmoved by my compassion and uninterested in my presentation. What I was lacking was patience and a strategy for moving them towards the goal of learning anything. In the end I walked away from teaching and went into business. I found that running crews of men was way easier than convincing tenth graders to love English poetry!

God on the other hand is a great teacher. He first delivered His people from slavery in Egypt and then parted the Red Sea so they could escape from Pharaoh’s army. In the desert He sent them honey flavored manna every morning and fresh water from a rock at noon. But instead of trusting and obeying Him; His class doubted His goodness, provoked him with idol worship and decided going back to Egypt was a better idea. Just about then if I were in God’s shoes the book of Exodus would have been much shorter and may have had the title of “They All Died in the Desert”!

But God is not like me at all. He is infinitely patient and kind. Yes there were consequences for the people; some of them very severe, but in spite of everything He stayed with them. He lovingly corrected, provided and then guided them through forty long years in the desert. The wonderful news for us is that in spite of our goof-ups, failures and sins; God won’t give up on us.  He has forgiven us from the cross and he has called us to follow Him all through our wilderness. He is a patient teacher and a Good shepherd. He won’t quit and go into some other business but rather He promises to walk with us and guide us all the way home!

 

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