15 Seconds

By the end of the first day, 

both principals,

every teacher,

and the school resource officer

knew his name.

Notoriety from Day 1 is not a good sign.

Yesterday, after a particularly unlovely exchange,

I walked with him down the hall to the principal's office.

Then the Holy Spirit came, in that way that He does. 

Something in the words He gave me raised the veil.

For a moment 

I saw the 

frustration,

hurt,

brokenness,

and for 15 seconds, 

my heart 

welled up with compassion,

and I knew him

as a boy Jesus loved.

Today will, in all likelihood, be a rough day.

So will tomorrow, and possible every day after.

Grammar can't address his sin.

Teachers can't change lives--Jesus can.

Yet, I don't think I will forget

15 seconds 

when Christ lifted the curtain,

and I saw.

Be blessed today,

Ginger