Mountain After The Valley
The highlight of my day was to be able to watch my friend, Michelle, be baptized and her daughter and another child in her home.
We also had three other girls from our bus that were saved yesterday. These three girls were all in 3-4th grade junior church.
Another little girl informed me that she, too, had been saved in 5th-6th grade junior church. She wasn't brought into the auditorium so I need to check that out.
I thought sure that we were going to be down yesterday as I received a call around 7:30 to tell me that the children at one stop where we have been picking up as many as 7 for the last few Sundays, were not riding this morning due to sickness. I have learned to not worry whether we will have a large crowd or small. If the crowd is small, there is more time for one on one work. If the crowd is large, there are more children to have games and good singing, plus there are more to hear the gospel in their classes.
After the call, I settled that we would probably have a smaller crowd today. We picked up the first two, who were freezing in their tank tops when the weather was in the low 40's. Even I had worn a coat! So I took my coat and gave it to the two so they could get warm.
We picked up another little one that was at her mom's house. We had been picking her up at her dad's house. She got saved a few weeks ago and is always very excited to get on the bus. There are so many children involved in this home that I can't separate them all. But, Jessica(5th grader), is very sincere about her salvation experience.
Two streets over, we picked up two more girls that also have a confusing conglomeration of people in their home. There are "her" children (I think three-all with different dads) and "his" kids (don't know the full story about these but there are 3 of them and one has a different last name than the other two). Oh yes, "she" and "he" are not married BUT the girls are very excited because they think that "he" may ask their mom to marry him soon.
I took the opportunity, since the girls had all gone to the back of the bus, to go back and have some special communication with just these three. We talked about Jessica and Kelcee's(2nd grader) salvation and I asked Katie(7th grader) if she had been saved to which she responded that she had done that at another church.
In the course of the conversation, I mentioned to them about how much more there was to our salvation than just keeping us from hell. I began to tell them about who God really was and how He had CHOSEN to limit Himself and come to earth to GIVE His life so that we could have eternal life. I explained about sin and the choice that Adam had made over his love for God who fellowshipped with him daily in the garden.
We talked about how a little baby is sweet and cute but that you wouldn't want a little baby to stay like that and compared it to spiritual growth. I told them that growing up in Jesus meant learning to "die to self" and explained that to mean that we give up what we want to do for what God wants us to do. Jessica's eyes got really big and she said "Mrs. Cozart, I know what you mean! This week my sister was being really mean to me and I knew that the bible tells us to bless the ones that do bad to you so I did that!" I said, "Well, Jessica, that was wonderful and I'll bet it made you feel good inside!" She assured me that it did. I asked her how she blessed her sister. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eye and said, "Bless you, Kim!" I had to stifle a little laugh but my heart was bubbling over. Now, somewhere down the line, we need to get some better understanding of what it means to "bless" someone but for the time being it gives me such joy to know that Jessica has a desire to do what Jesus wants her to do. That is a sure sign that she was sincere. Now I ask, who will be the christian that will lead this little one on to further growth in the Lord? Is there a neighbor, or Sunday School teacher or bus captain that will be her stepping stones through the rough waters of her home life to assure her that YES there is a God that died for her and her faith is not in vain.
Soon my sweet time in the back of the bus came to a halt as the bus began to fill up. Michelle had told me she was coming today and getting baptized but, to be honest, I didn't really get too excited because so many things have come up in her life. She accepted Jesus in January, in her home. I was able to share with her the gospel and listen as she asked for forgiveness of her sins. I explained to her about baptism, got her a new bible and was very disappointed that she just never could make it to church to get baptized. Her children continued to ride. She is the mother of the 5 year old twins and a 3rd grade girl. She has never been married and the man that is living with her now is not the father to the children.
When the children first started riding the bus, they were almost impossible to control. The boys were 3 years old and would quickly say "I'm going to tell my mama on you!", if you dared to try to make them sit down. I was honest and up front with Michelle from the start and told her that it was not easy to take care of her children on the bus but we would be glad to do that knowing that they would hear about Jesus.
One particular Sunday, I was pulled out of the auditorium to take one of the boys from class because he had refused to obey. (You must understand that the 4 year old class had probably 30 children in there and one that refuses to cooperate can keep all the rest from hearing the story.) I didn't know what to do but prayed that God would help me, first of all, relax and not act in anger. I took Anthony to the girls restroom. I picked him up and sat him on the counter and pulled a chair up beside him. He quickly began telling me that those people were being mean to him. I said "No Anthony! YOU are being mean to them!" I asked him if he knew what it meant to obey. I could tell that he had no clue what I was talking about. So I hugged him and made sure that he understood that I loved him and wasn't trying to be mean to him. I began a series of small requests like, "Anthony, pull your ear.", to which he responded with the appropriate reaction. I immediately hugged him and said "Yay!!! You obeyed!!!" After a few minutes of that, I told him that if he would do that to his teachers, they would be happy with him too. I took him back in class and we sat at the back so as not to disturb the rest. They played some games and sang some songs. I stayed right there and every time Anthony had the correct response I praised him and hugged him.
I was quick to tell Michelle what had happened so that she would not get a wrong story. I gave her a little booklet from Sword of the Lord about raising children and told her that it had a lot of good helps to give a better idea about why we do what we do when raising children. From that time forward, I noticed a big change in the boys. They were more cooperative and loving.
This brings me to yesterday. One of the reasons that Michelle kept giving for not getting on the bus and coming to church was because she thought the boys would be bad if she was on there. We had left the apartments where they live and were two or three blocks down the road when Donald, the other twin, came walking down the aisle and threw his little head down on my shoulder sobbing. I quickly hugged him and asked what was wrong. He was very upset because he had forgotten and left his new bible laying on the sidewalk outside their apartment building. I told him how sorry I was but that we didn't have time to go back. I told him that we should just pray about it. We bowed our heads and I prayed that God would take care to protect his bible and that it would be there when we got back. He quit crying and went back to his seat satisfied. If you knew where he lived and how mean many of the children are that live there you would understand why he was upset. When we got back home in the afternoon, I said, "Donald, don't forget to look for your bible!" I saw him as he jumped off the bus and went straight to it, laying there on the sidewalk right where he left it. Will that make an impression on that little one? Indeed it will! Having God answer prayers is a confirmation that He is real and that our faith in not unfounded. Lord, thank you for letting me see all the little things yesterday, so evident of Your love and care!
II Corinthians 10:3-5
3 "For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh:
4 (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;)
5 Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;"
THE SOLID ROCK
My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus blood and righteousness,
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, but wholly lean on Jesus' name!
On Christ the "Solid Rock" I stand,
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
Howard Mote/William B. Bradbury

