What is the parable of the unjust judge all about in Luke 18? Why do we have to keep on praying if God is going to bring justice quickly for His chosen ones?
|Hollington School Class of ’84|
Yes, I’m the teacher in the photo. Let me tell you the story.
I graduated in 1983. The recession was relentless and the unemployment queues were long. A local school had a sudden vacancy and, although I had no teacher training, I was cheap. So I got the job.
January 1984 was cold, but I was in a heated state as I walked into a classroom for the first time as a teacher. It took the children 5 minutes to work out I didn’t know what I was doing. It took me 10 minutes to figure out that they had figured it out. From that point on it was a matter of damage limitation. The low-point came when I interrupted a fight between two boys only to have Nicholas (front row, far left – looks a bit like Macaulay Culkin, don’t you think?) jump onto my back and ride me like a horse!
We had some fun, mind you, and most of the time we got along very well. It’s possible the pupils actually learned a few things too. But I know I learned much more. My time at Hollington School taught me two incontrovertible truths about teaching.
The crux of the talk was a question. Should we live for our resume (C.V. for us Brits), or our eulogy? David oversimplifies the issues (what can you do with 5 minutes?), but makes the point that while our resume describes our skills and achievements, our eulogy will be more focussed on our character and relationships. He suggests that “most of us, including me, would say that the eulogy virtues are the more important of the virtues.” Well said. But he adds, “are they the ones that I think about the most? And the answer is no.”
Imagine your own funeral and what might be said there about you. How much could be said sincerely about your positive character traits, or would the speaker be compelled to speak of your accomplishments to cover the lack of good things to say about your character? Aren’t the best eulogies those that celebrate the person rather than their accomplishments.
My father once had the task of speaking at a funeral for a man who was universally disliked. None of the family came. What could my father say that would be honest when there appeared to be nothing to commend the deceased? After some investigation it transpired this man had been a submariner in the first World War. At least my father could offer some positive comment on his service for his country. Amen, but how sad that more could not be said in praise of his character.
Another David (the Hebrew King) must have been thinking along similar lines when he wrote: