Mining Jewels in the Jefferson Gym
I took a break from digging for treasure in the diaper pail last week, and I mined some jewels in the gym; the Jefferson Intermediate School gym, to be precise. I showed up over the noon hour in crazy green and white striped knee highs and a hunger for victory. The big day had finally come! It was time for the parent-kid dodgeball match.
One of the highlights of being a fifth-grader is the opportunity to participate in weekly intramural games over the lunch hour. Packed into a sweat-stenched gym, the students AND their teachers compete for bragging rights. Throughout the course of the school year, the students have perfected their dodgeball prowess. Last week, they were ready to test their skills against their parents.
Thankfully, the teachers, who usually play with their classes, joined the parents in the match-up against the kids. No novices to the dodgeball scene, these totally cool educators led the adults to victory. Without their spunk and expertise, parents would have been lying in the dust, pelted to death with foam balls flung from the hands of merciless fifth grade boys.
As I watched the experts knock off the persistent opposition, I decided that the Apostle Paul would have liked fifth grade intramurals. After all, the lessons one learns from watching a dodgeball battle in a school gym are similar to the lessons learned by believers caught in the midst of spiritual battle.
Ephesians 6:10
While the majority of parent players got knocked out quickly, the teachers survived until the game’s end.
Put on all of God’s armor so that you will be able to resist the enemy in the time of evil. Then after the battle you will be standing firm.