Throughout the course of my life as a mother there have come to pass many moments in which I’ve seen proof of light and innocence in my children. Within those moments, I’ve wanted nothing more than to tuck my babies quietly away, protecting that quality from the grime and tarnish with which the world would surely defile.
As a young mother, I faced the difficult reality that we wouldn’t be able to afford to send our children to the same private Lutheran school I attended as a child. Disheartened, I took the situation to my Bible study group and asked for prayer. To this day, I remember the encouraging words offered by the group leader. She reminded me of a Sunday School song I knew well. This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine. This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine, let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.
Torri was able to attend that school for a single year. While she was there, she won the Fruit of the Spirit award, given to a single student each year in recognition for living out love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,gentleness and self-control. The next year–when we had to switch her to public school–I worried that all that goodness would slowly be siphoned out. The words of my Bible study teacher came back and I leaned heavily on them as I sent her off to school. Hide it under a bushel–NO! I’m going to let it shine.
With the luxury of hindsight, I’m able to see that I needn’t have worried. School–public or not–didn’t snuff Torri’s light. In fact, I most assuredly believe that indeed the world is a better place because of her.
Here is proof.