The Joy of Learning

I am a life long learner.  I've often described myself this way because I truly believe we are never too old or too young to learn.

It is such a blessing to witness the look of excitement and triumph when a little child learns something for the first time.
This week the children in our three year old class sorted their snacks. Cheez-its and Cheerios were sorted and graphed on paper.  Once they completed the assignment, they place their hands on their heads.  Every one of the twenty students accomplished this task.

The children learn sight words such as "the, and, on, in".  They begin to recognize these words in their reading books.  I love the little booklets that use the words they've learned along with little pictures.  The children pair up and read to one another.  Oh my, I almost tear up as I watch this happen.  Their little voices sound so sweet as they learn to read.  When they finish, they get to take the booklets home to read to their mommies and daddies and sisters and brothers and dogs and cats and grandmas and grandpas.  They love to tell Heidi and me who they will read their book to.

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I had to laugh as I taught little Max something new.  I taught him to snap his finger.  He tried and tried for so long.  His little fingers just weren't able to accomplish this.  Even while he was on the playground, he'd come over to me and show me how he was trying.  The next day, he proudly approached me and ...snapped his finger.

If only more adults could learn from children.  Persistence and practice takes time but ends up with results.


The children were so excited when a visitor came into our room.  Heidi's dad is a retired fireman.  He was so kind and patient with the children as he explained that firefighters were their friends.  His instructions were clear and the children got to try on his helmet, boots and other pieces of equipment.  It was such a fun day for them.
I had the pleasure of meeting my good friends John and Helen this week for Sunday services.  It was Helen's birthday so I had asked her what I could do.  She asked me to attend church with her and I was so glad I agreed.

No matter how far I believe I've come in my spiritual walk, I learn how much I need prayer.  During the service, the pastor asked if anyone needed prayer would they raise their hand.  In the midst of seeking those everyday blessings, I still have moments that are very challenging and uncertain.  I recognize my need for the Lord and the prayers of others.

As the pastor prayed, many hands were touching my back and arms. I began to wipe tears from my eyes as I felt the love and support from others.  What a blessing that was for me to experience.

#248  The joy of seeing the excitement on children's faces as they learn to read
#249  The simple joy of learning to snap a finger
#250  Celebrating a dear friend's birthday
#251  The blessing of prayer
#252  Feeling the love from others
#253  Having a life long friendship


I'm linking up with Ann Voscamp of A Holy Experience for Multitudes on Mondays.



Blessings and love,