Last Wednesday night at our church service, Pastor Ted read a letter from an elementary school teacher that attends East Hill Church. The gist of the letter was as follows:
Last school year, her classroom was made up of little third graders, every one of which either came from a single parent family, or a dysfunctional family, or was under nourished and or uncared for, lived in an abusive home and were either beaten, bruised or raped by other members of their family, one little girl's dad died of aids, and the list goes on.
I don't think there was a dry eye in the church that night! We need to remember to pray for all of the teachers that although there is no prayer in school, that they are dedicated enough to pray for the protection of God's angels over the lives of their students. Maybe it wouldn't hurt even at work. Anyway, I just wanted to share this with you.
Her heart bled for these kids. Before the '99-2000 school year started, she and her husband went to her classroom and prayed over each desk in the room. They prayed that God would place an angel behind each and every child throughout the coming year to watch over them and protect them.
A month or so after the year had started; she gave the kids an assignment to write about what they would like to be when they growup. Everybody was busy with his or her assignment, when Andrew raised his hand. When she asked him what he needed, he asked how do you spell "mighty." After telling him how to spell mighty, she asked him why he needed to know.
Andrew said it was because when he grew up he wanted to be a "mighty man of God."
When he said this, little Mark sitting next to him asked, "So what's a mighty man of God?"
The teacher, swallowing back her tears, and knowing she could not say anything in the classroom, told Andrew to go ahead and tell Mark what it was.
So Andrew says, "It's a man who puts on the armor of God and is a soldier for God.
After observing some conversation between Andrew and Mark, the teacher with the lump in her throat started to walk away when Andrew motioned with his little forefinger for her to come closer. He whispered to her, asking if she believed in angels. After telling him yes, she did. He asked her if she thought people could see angels, and she said she thought some people probably could. Andrew said that he did, and he could see an angel standing behind each kid in the room.
God Bless, Love & Prayers, your friend Ivoria "Sunny"