Well, we survived the first week of school. It's even harder than I thought it would be. Braxton came home two different days saying bigger kids had pushed him on the playground, but overall he loves school. Then we picked him up on Friday. I asked him how his day was, as he got in the van. He replied "horrible." Lloyd was with me and we both implored "WHY?" Evidently, some girls on the playground were saying he looked "stupid" and like a "freak," and it majorly hurt his feelings. So much so, that his friend Garrett The First Grader couldn't even console him.
It just really shocked me that they start so young being so mean! Friday was picture day and Braxton was dressed in a green striped polo and some khaki pants that roll up to mid-calf with some crocs on. He looked way cute and very much like the other kids, but for some reason he was the target of some girls' cruelty. My first reaction was that maybe they were needy kids who were jealous of Braxton. So I asked him what they were wearing. He said "cool clothes" and went on to describe in detail the girls skirts and shirts. So that ruled that idea out. I thought maybe they were older kids just picking on younger ones for no reason. Evidently they were in kindergarten too. So I'm sitting in the van looking at Lloyd about to cry because MY CUTE BOY IS NOT STUPID OR A FREAK AND HOW DARE THEY SAY SO!!!!! And then I remembered my friend Christina and her countless talks with Hanna about who GOD says Hanna is, and I remembered Hanna's bulletin board with all the verses on it.
So I asked Braxton if he knew what God said about him. He said no. So I said "God says he made you to look just like you. He made your eyes to be Braxton's eyes and your nose to be Braxton's nose. And your ears to be Braxton's ears and your hair and your hands...everything about you God made to be just the way you are. And God says you are His MASTERPIECE." He didn't know what a masterpiece was. So we talked about our friend Mr. Shawn the artist and how he sculpts and paints things and those are his "masterpieces." In that same way, God sculpted and painted him (Braxton thought that was funny) to look just like Braxton and he was God's masterpiece.
I hate that the girls were mean to my cute boy, but I'm thankful that God allowed me to use it to speak to Braxton about what HE says. I told Braxton that the next time the girls were mean to him just to say "I'm God's masterpiece and I don't care what you think." But now that I think about it. I may tell him to say "I'm God's masterpiece and so are you."
May all the mean girls in our kids' lives hear that truth spoken to them, and may our kids be the known as the kind ones....
Ephesians 2:10 "For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago." (NLT)