It was amazing to sit through an international school’s eighth grade graduation. Kids from over thirty countries were holding flags, proudly presenting their country and reveling in the fact that they were members of a special community. You could see the blend of cultures, traditions, and their own unique journeys coming together in an amazing mix of youth, energy, confidence, enthusiasm, and hope. Speech after speech carried the themes. They had really enjoyed their time but they were ready for something bigger. They were thankful for the teacher who invested in their growth but now they were ready to strike out as adults. They were ready put the toys of the childhood away and step into the world!
The eighth grade class had a message and it came through loud and clear. People enjoyed the evening, reveling in the excitement and hope painted on so many faces. Kids cried for the moment, knowing that something special had occurred and grasping to understand just what it really was.
Even the high school kids present paused for a moment of reflection. “Were we really that na?ve in eighth grade?” “Yes you were and still are” was the simple reply.
John records beings with a message. Even when you think you have heard it all, “He [another Angel] had an Eternal Message to preach to all who were still on earth, every nation and tribe, every tongue and people.” (Revelation 14.6)
You are I are in the same boat. We have a message even if we know it not. We carry themes based on our values and priorities, the real ones that rest in our heart of hearts. We deliver these messages to those around us with our actions, choices, and words. Others see what we cannot. Others understand what we deny. Others wonder when we are certain.
In a world of cynics, death, and pain it is easy to scoff at messages full of hope, compassion, and unconditional acceptance. Last night I found kids reigniting my vision for what is possible; God alive in your life and mine.
