This two days have been a rather stressful period for me. As many of you would have known, I am involved in some teaching.
Ever remember how your teachers make you do corrections over and over again when you weren't able to submit work worthy of her standards? It was a painful experience yeah? I've just realised, it wasn't easy on the teacher either.
I had to make one of my student do corrections today. It wasn't one or two questions. It was a lot of questions. She was too careless in her work, making very fundamental mistakes that would be costly if it had been an exam. It was a difficult decision, but I had to make her do the corrections anyway.
As she had many corrections, I allowed her to bring the corrections back to do. Just then, she cried. I asked her what happened and she told me she had a lot of homework from her language school too. She just sobbed so quietly. My heart just went into pieces. I felt for her. Seeing her cry made me feel sad too! I didn't want to cause her so much misery but it was my job! In the end, I extended the dateline for her corrections but explained to her that I was unable to remove her misery of doing the corrections as it was necessary for her to learn not to commit the same mistakes again. She nodded but went on sobbing anyway. I was hurt. But I had to do the right thing. It was for her own good.
On my way home, I reflected on how God must have felt when He has to make difficult decisions for us too. There must be times when He knows what is best for us, but it might not make us happy. God knows that some things has to be done, even if it is at the cost of our short term happiness, just so that we can come out of these trials and tribulations stronger. God must have been sad when we cried out to Him.
She was just my student and already, I felt so much pain for her. She wasn't even my daughter and yet I felt so bad for her when she sobbed in front of me. How much more miserable must it have been for God to see His one and only Son crucified in the hands of the people He love so dearly. It is something I can never understand but to only be grateful for.
How deep the Father's love for us......