I made a second call to his mom and she told me that he was rude to her and felt that she was gleeful about his demise. I was disgusted at his attitude towards his mother. The fact that he was punished was not due to her but due to his own actions. Yet, I felt he pushed all blame to her. How can anyone be so rude?
I felt so irritated that I started messaging a few of my friends and lamented about how we are bringing up brats in our present society. I was quite disllusioned by the time I was done complaining. However, a friend of mine asked me, "What would Jesus do?". That stumped me! He would not give up on this boy. He would pursue him with relentless belief. It also occurs to me that this is what God goes through with me...
Each time I fail to deliver what I promised.... God sighs.
Each time I said something and forgot all about it... God sighs.
Each time I take a long time to tithe... God sighs.
Each time I shouted at Him for not giving me what I want... God sighs.
Each time I use my time to do other more interesting things than to study His Word... God sighs deeply.
Time after time, He forgives me... He gives me opportunities to change...
Time after time, He allows me to come back even after I fail him in so many ways. On some of these occasions, He allows consequences and situations to teach me a lesson.
So I relented... I know I too in my own ways have been like my student. In his heart, he probably grumbles and whines about how unfair I am. But I hope he understands that I do it for his own good. To let him understand that we are all accountable for our actions. I feel humbled by the whole experience. I don't regret walking out on him... in fact I am thankful.
For I have a deeper revelation of the heart of My dearest Teacher