Why Ms. Chantel?
Children have a funny way of showing us things about ourselves that we didn't know were there. If you have ever worked with small children, or have kids of your own, you know that they are always watching, listening, and discovering what is around them. I teach at a daycare and my students are three years old. Between teaching them about the solar system and the seven wonders of the world I constantly say things like; get your finger out your nose, and quit eating your boogers. Sit down. Stop licking your hands. Don't touch your neighbor. Sit down. Flush the toilet and wash your hands. Did you poop, again? Sit down. Get your face off the floor. NO, you cannot climb on that!!! Friends, please sit down.
Between all my teaching, instructions, and warnings I get this question at least 50 times a day.
Why Ms. Chantel, whyyyyy? 0_o
What do you mean, Why? Because you can spread germs or get sick by picking your nose. Not to mention eating your boogers is gross. Licking your hands isn't sanitary, and you've touched a million things today. No one needs your pee floating at the top of the toilet. You wash your hands so they can be clean because you just wiped your butt. The floor is dirty, that's why. Boy, I'm not about to get fired if you crack your head open because you wanted to jump off a shelf. Do that at home, thank you.
On one particularly long day, one of my students asked me, why, when I told her she couldn't lean backward in her chair and balance on the back two legs. Obviously, I knew that she could fall back and seriously injure herself. I didn't want that to happen, so I told her to stop. Her response was to slam her chair down, hiss at me (like a cat -_-), then glare at my face while she stuck her tongue out. I knew she didn't understand that what she was doing could harm her. She didn't know I wanted to prevent her from hurting herself and others. At that moment, I was just mean Ms. Chantel (but she'll live). This, and other small moments, in the classroom, cause me to reflect on my own relationship with God.
Being asked "Why" a million times a day, by 13-17 rambunctious toddlers, led me to the conclusion that it is, by far, the most annoying question one could ask. Then I thought, how many times have I asked God why? Or worse, how many times have I been the pouty toddler who slammed her chair, glared, and (yikes ) stuck her tongue out. If there's one thing my kiddos have taught me is that I still have a long way to go. As the head teacher, I already know what the day is going to look like before it begins. I know what lessons I'm going to teach, what to teach first, and what comes next. I know how to teach the material in a way that helps them understand and retain it. Most importantly I know why I give them the instructions I give because at the end of it all they'll come away with new knowledge. The knowledge they will need when they move to the next level.
I want my students to just trust me and what I am doing. To know that I have their well being and education at the forefront of my mind each day. That is why I am there. So please stop throwing fits and asking me why every two seconds (but of course that will never happen, and yes I get it. They're still babies just discovering what's around them.).
I understand what it means to care for and teach someone in the physical, and it is becoming more clear in the spiritual. God knows exactly what we all need. He is outside of time. He already knows what is coming up next, but He will only instruct us one move at a time. Could you imagine telling a one-year-old your entire plan for the day, and the reasoning behind everything you're about to do? Yeah, no me either. As the adult, you know what needs to get done and the steps it takes to get there. How much more does God know what needs to take place in our lives to accomplish His will? He knows the why and, I believe, He also knows that giving us the answers every time we ask why isn't beneficial. There are so many things we cannot comprehend when it comes to God. Yes, I could tell my kids about cross contamination and how bacteria spreads, but they won't fully understand. If anything it would confuse them, because their minds aren't there yet. So, instead, I tell them to wash their hands and keep them out of their mouth. They can handle that.
We all have moments where absolutely everything seems to be going wrong, or we don't understand why certain events are taking place. We throw our heads back and yell, why God? Why is this happening to me? He's not spoiling your fun. He is not trying to harm you. He knows what is coming next, and He knows what you need to learn now so you can be successful later. The learning process isn't always fun though. I know in the future I will ask God why, and I'm not saying that we shouldn't. Sometimes we do need answers. My goal is to trust Him more, and know the reason I am asking why? Is it to gain understanding and learn, or does it come from a lack of trusting Him fully?
Another thing my kids have taught me is that throwing a tantrum changes nothing. We are still going to complete what I have planned out for the day. Their fit only prolongs the process.