As I sat in talks and perused the vendors at the San Antonio FEAST Home School Convention and Curriculum Fair, I was struck once again with thankfulness to God for our two precious children that were brought into our lives through adoption. I am so thankful that He chose them for us and that I have the privilege of homeschooling them.
In light of these thoughts, I wanted to share a poem one of the speakers read to us about the importance of molding and shaping our children from an early age. All my ramblings could not express this as well as this poem, so I will let Mr. Springer speak.
by Vance Springer, 1909
I took a piece of plastic clay
And idly fashioned it one day,
And as my fingers pressed it, still
It bent and yielded to my will.
I came again, when days were passed,
The bit of clay was hard at last,
The form I gave it, still it bore,
But I could change that form no more.
Then I took a piece of living clay
And gently formed it, day by day
And molded with my power and art,
A young child’s soft and yielding heart.
I came again when years were gone,
It was a man I looked upon.
He still that early impress bore,
And I could change it, nevermore.