We kept our grandchildren for a few
weeks when they were 8, 10 and 11. We normally saw them for a few days
two or three times a year. I felt like Santa Claus, showering them with
presents every time we saw them, then disappearing. They lived over 1,000 miles
away and we weren’t part of their daily lives. So, we were excited to have a
few weeks with them and hoping to have meaningful conversations.
We enrolled them in Vacation Bible
School. They weren’t excited about Vacation Bible School, but they agreed
to give it a try. They loved it. On the second day, my wife was
doling out one dollar bills to each of them and instructing them to place the
dollar in the offering. Our 11-year-old granddaughter refused to accept
the dollar. “I am going to give my own,” she said, a dollar she had
earned the week before. “Your offering will have a special blessing,” I
told her, “because it is your own gift and it costs you something.” I
then told her about the poor widow who gave two small coins. “She has given
more than all the rest of them,” Jesus said, “because she gave all that she
had.” When I let them out, she bounced into church clutching her dollar a
little more tightly and beaming a little more brightly.
The third day I picked them up from
VBS and my 10-year-old grandson asked, “Grandaddy, what is a prostitute?”
I hesitated a moment, a little stunned by the question. I had hoped for
meaningful conversations, but this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. I told him, “A prostitute is a woman who has
sex with men for money. Why do you ask?”
He replied, “I saw a billboard that
said, ‘Before meth I had a daughter. Now I have a prostitute.’ What
does that mean?” (He was one of those kids that reads everything.)
I told him, “That means that someone had a daughter they loved very much who
became addicted to drugs and started having sex with men for money so she could
buy more drugs. It is a very bad thing.”
The 8-year-old, wanting to be part
of the conversation, asked, “What does THAT mean, grandaddy?” I was saved
by his older brother who turned to him and said, “Don’t ask. It’s
inappropriate information for us children.”
Teachable moments come when they
will. We cannot predict them. It is kind of like playing baseball.
You never know when the ball might be hit your way. You just have to
always be ready to respond in the best way you know how.
Jesus was the master of using the
teachable moment with His followers. Once a group of men brought a woman
to Him who had been caught in the act of adultery. They stood ready to
stone her according to the Law of Moses, but Jesus wrote something in the dirt
and challenged them. “Let him who is without sin cast the first
stone.” One by one they dropped their stones and left. When all
were gone Jesus said to her, “Woman, where are they? Did no one condemn you?” She said, “No one, Lord.” And Jesus said, “I do not condemn you,
either. Go. From now on sin no more.”
Life is filled with teachable
moments when God wants to teach us a better way and help us teach our children
and grandchildren.
Amen, Brother Bill!
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