Normally in August, I’m picking up the last of the school supplies and realizing just how worn out Finn’s tennis shoes are and then calling my mom to see if she has any new ones stowed away at her house. (She always does!) Instead, this year, I’m realizing the makeshift desk that Finn used at the end of last school year isn’t going to suffice to continue virtual learning for the beginning of this school year.
I am a planner. I like to know what to expect. I like to know what is expected of me. And I like to plan accordingly. And that’s not really working out for me in a pandemic.
So much is unknown this school year! Will school be in person, virtual, or a hybrid? How long will it be like this? What is the school schedule going to be like? Who is his teacher going to be? Will his friends be in his class?
I want all the answers! But I don’t have them. And the truth is, no one does. Except God, of course.
We have never been through anything like this. This is new for students. And parents. And teachers. And administrators. And government officials.
One word that keeps coming back to me is GRACE. My family and my coworkers and Finn’s school have given us so much grace as we have made decisions. And as we’re transitioning into this strange unknown school year, I’m praying that I will also give grace – to other families, to teachers, to administrators.
We are ALL just figuring this out as we go. So let’s give grace to those around us.
“Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how to answer everyone.” -Colossians 4:6