My story isn't about me, but about how God used me to be a blessing to one of my students.
I am married now, but earlier this year, I lost the center cut diamond in my engagement ring. I was working (middle school English teacher) and I banged my fingers between two tables as I was cleaning my room during lunch break. Unbeknownst to me, I knocked the center cut diamond loose and it fell out. I didn't notice until two hours later when a student wanted me to explain a quote from my quotes of the day. It basically said that as valuable stones, we must also go through intense fire and pressure to shine. She didn't "get it" and wanted me to explain. I then looked down at my ring to exhibit an illustration of how diamonds are made. Imagine my surprise when I saw that the largest diamond was gone.
I remembered that I am a teacher and an example to my students and held it together so they would see how NOT to lose it when things go wrong. I also didn't want to make too much of it because I didn't know if a student would find the diamond and keep it.
One of my boys told me that he thought the diamond was outside, to which I rolled my eyes and said, "Boy, sit down." He persisted and I still wouldn't let him go. I thought it would be impossible to see a diamond randomly on the ground of the large campus.
Well before I go on, I ususally don't carry cash on me at work because, well, I'm ususally pretty broke towards the end of the month, but my financee had given me two $50 bills to pay down on a new gym membership that day after work.
The student then aske if he could get some water, (resolved at this point over the ring and knowing that the ring was insured) I agreed. He came back with the diamond! I recognized it immediately and was so estatic that I went to my purse and offered him one of the bills. To which he responded he couldn't take money from me and that his mother would never allow it. I told him to get his mother on the phone so I could ask her if he could accept the reward (I had not promised any reward yet, so my offer was a surprise to both me and him). She didn't answer, but I called the counselor, explained the situation and asked him to continue to try to reach her. The counselor called me back and told me that his mother had accepted my offer.
Here's the best part of the story, the next day the student was absent and I jokingly commented to his friend that he must have had a tummy ache from all the candy and sweets he'd bought with the money. The student's relpy nearly brought me to tears, he said, " I tried to tell him that we should go to the local shopping district and by some tennis shoes or something, but he said his mom, 'Had billls to pay."
It was then I realized that God had orchestrated that whole situation not for me , but to make a way for that young man's family. I'm sure his mother had been on her knees praying for a miracle, and God made a way.
I am so thankful to God and for that child's honestly, and obediance to his mother's teachings. I always tell that story because I am sure He always makes a way out of no way. I could go on and on about how He has intervened and blessed me, but I love to tell the story of how God used me to be a blessing to someone else. I am honored to serve Him every chance I get, Lord knows He does the same for me.
This thread came to mind after today's reading
