Sometimes soul changes come in the strangest of ways. This one took me seriously by surprise.
There’s always that one kid in a class that gets to you. Defies authority with everything in them, is loved by all fellow classmates, I never liked those kids. I thought I was mature because I saw through the cool kid façade. I never wanted to be one and I tended to stay clear of them.
I’m sorry for it.
I wish I’d sought them out. Learned their stories, been kinder, loved them better. Instead of hiding away and rolling my eyes when they said anything in class.
I know its not the christian thing to do but I’m just being honest here. I thought I was being like Jesus seeking after the people who weren’t on top of the school which is in a sense true but not completely. I failed to realize that these people were the way they were because of something deeper.
I learned this from one of my students this week. He’s a so called popular. Has the too cool for anything mask on. God showed us behind the mask and revealed a past and homelife of hurt and violence. Not knowing what to do with this information God lead me to my next step. I went to battle for Him this week. I sat alone in an empty classroom staring at his empty desk. I stared down the demon controlling his life and told it to leave. It’s not welcome in God’s house. This place is for God and God alone and He will have victory of this students life. He will redeem him and bring him back home.
Later that day this student gave his life to Jesus after serving others in ways I never would have expected.
God opened my eyes to his life and the lives of many others. Crap filling their lives hiding behind the appearance they built for themselves. It all made me wish I did school differently. As a friend and kind heart reaching out into the lives of those trapped in a world of pain and power.
To anyone I ever thought a bad thought about, said a mean word about, gave a harsh look to, I’m sorry. I wish I’d been a better friend to you. I wish I’d had the eyes to see through the layers of your world so I could go to battle for you too. You deserved it but I failed to do it.
Jesus works in myserious ways and He’s now given me another piece of his heart. A piece for the populars.
