At Travis’ first parent/teacher conference, I brought a personalized Bible with me. The Bible had his brand new teacher’s name inscribed on the cover. I was excited. A new public school filled with opportunities to share our faith.
After only a few minutes of light pleasantries, I was sure that I was to offer his new teacher her present. So, I scooted the gift bag across the study table where we sat together. Then, I shared my testimony. In return, Travis’ teacher shared her heart. “Christians haven’t been very nice to me.” She sadly replied. Her comment caused me to wonder, “Lord, have You led me to this hurting woman’s side to comfort her?”
A few days later, I surprised this same middle school teacher with a masterpiece Funfetti Cake. “Perhaps a cake made of confetti will bring her a little cheer.” I thought as I baked the homemade treat. The look on his 6th-grade teacher’s face was priceless! “How did you know that Funfetti cakes are my absolute favorite?” She asked in wonder. I just smiled and replied, “God knows!”
It has been three short years since that first meeting. In a few weeks, Travis will be graduating from the 8th grade and moving on to High School. He has learned, loved and grown in this teacher’s daily care. That’s why I decided to bookend our wonderful experience, by making another Funfetti cake. This time, however, I would include his classmates by baking cupcakes.
The three dozen cupcakes turned out beautifully. I couldn’t wait to share the sweet treat with Travis’ teacher. So after the very last candy sprinkle was carefully placed atop the frosting, I raced to Travis’ school. Unfortunately, once I arrived at the school office, I learned that his teacher was absent. In fact, she wouldn’t be returning until next week sometime. “What was I going to do with thirty-one Funfetti cupcakes?” I wondered.
I stopped for a moment and prayed. Right away, I felt the Holy Spirit whisper, “Safeway.” So, I waited until the afterschool bell rang. Then, with Travis in tow, we dashed over to the local grocery store where, for the past few years, I’ve been ministering to the nearly twenty-five employees. Travis and I cheerfully handed out all but five cupcakes. One employee hugged me so tightly that I began to choke. “I can’t believe this!” She screamed. “You are going to make me cry.” Then, she began to sob. I held on tight to her as she cried. I wasn’t expecting such a grand response to such a small gesture.
Next, Travis and I drove to the local CVS. “Perhaps a few of my friends might enjoy the remaining cupcakes.” I thought. Sure enough, each one of my friends received their goodie with joy and deep gratitude!
Oh LORD, every day with You is “Funfetti!” I thought.
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