The little 4 and 5 year olds didn’t seem to mind the crisp morning air coupled with the cool water .  The month of June held their first swim lesson of the season.  We parents and grandparents watched our children inch their way down the pool steps, bump into each other, and curl their chubby arms around the slippery metal railing. 

N. Joshua, our youngest, flit from the top of the steps and fluttered back up to the perimeter of the pool.  He was the driest one of the bunch.  He’d sit, he’d stand, he’d chat with the kids that dripped their way out of the pool and then the children would return to the water with a leap.   After being called to by his instructor Miss Judy, he’d wrestle with his thoughts for a brief moment before answering.

 “Jump in,” she’d say to him.

N. Joshua would then shake his head smiling.  Then, he’d point to a closer spot in front of him and shout his instructions to her.

“No- you come closer.”

I found the exchange very interesting, for it went round and round, off and on for most of his lesson time.

Just moments before I was to gather my waterless son, he and Miss Judy came to an unannounced agreement.  She worked miracles before my eyes.  He stood with miniature toes curled over the concrete and bound into the air like a flying squirrel.  His arms stretched out to his sides and his legs did the same.  The sloppy display created an awkward landing into his teacher’s arms.  In spite of his inexperience, she laughed and wiped at his glistening face. 

“I get to go in the baby pool now,” he said.

“Only if mom says,” Miss Judy replied.

I nodded my head and smiled.  He was one step closer to becoming a more confident jumper and swimmer.  Each courageous baby step he took made a significant difference.

Miss Judy was patient, creative, and skillful in her teaching of N. Joshua wasn’t she?  She saw his little wheels turning, she knew where he was headed, and where he needed to go.  She lead him there and he didn’t even realize it. Plus on top of all that a reward was waiting for him because of his obedience.  Is it just me or doesn’t that sound like the perfect teacher? 

You know, God knows where we need to go and what we need to do to achieve his goal for us too.  How often do we consider that he faithfully offers us instruction, encouragement, and even incentives for our obedience along our way?  How do we respond?

 I love how he  leads us like 4 year olds- to the best reward of all time and it’s one that will never evaporate.  Now that’s the perfect Teacher…

“The student is not above the teacher, nor a servant above his master.  It is enough for students to be like their teachers, and servants like their masters.”  Matthew 10:24-25a