This post is just a reflection, just a wondering . . . I am sitting in the lobby of a hotel in Santa Clara, doing some studying, getting ready to go to the second day of a Christian homeschool convention looking for our curriculum for next year. The lobby is packed with hundreds of juniors and seniors at a mock government debate conference. It sounds like it is something similar to the Boy's State I went to in high school.
The "kids" are all dressed up, buying their Starbucks, and debating the government and resolutions and laws. Inherent in that, of course, would have to be the foundation of laws and government . . . do they come from man's good ideas, or from God. Whether or not they realize it, that is the core denominator.
As I watch these kids, who are dressed to kill (and modesty is definitely not a priority here), and who are, on the outside at least, confident and on top of the world, with the future of our nation's decisions in their hands, I wonder . . .
How many know our Lord as their King?
How many seek His heart as the basis of their wisdom and knowledge?
How many realize how desperately they need Him?
How many love our soldiers and the cost they have paid for them to even have the possibility to be in politics, or to vote?
How many have chosen purity and abstinence until they are married?
How many honor their mothers and fathers?
How many believe that God created the world in six days?
How many hold the Bible pure and true as the lamp unto their feet?
I just wonder . . .
What will it look like when my girls have their own children?
What freedom to homeschool and teach the Lord's truths will still exist?
What will our nation see as its foundation of truth and decisions?
What Christian values will still be honored?
What will be thought of a girl who stays in the home until she is married, and then simply loves to care for her family and home?
How many of these kids would defend the Lord and His values, and recognize that there is right, and there is wrong, and that we must make a stand for truth or perish as a nation?
I just wonder, as I sit here, and then I wonder, who will teach these kids? Who will stand before them and share the love of God, and His mighty and awesome wonder and awe? I shared an elevator with a kid who was the "governor" of Northern California. I didn't say anything to him. I thought about the things I could have said afterwords, but not then. Who will help them?
Just wondering . . . I guess sipping a good cup of coffee does that to me.