We started off Monday morning by praying for all the students sitting the Junior and Leaving Cert exams. I shuddered when I heard the names of the siblings who are doing these exams, as I taught them. I'm thinking it's two years since they were in my class.....but it turns out to be five!
"Let's say a prayer for all those sitting exams this morning."
M thought for a moment and then asked
"Miss, does God always answer our prayers?"
Well that stuck me to the floor. My life seemed to flash before me.
Age 7: I prayed and prayed that I would get a Sindy doll for my birthday. I got a Barbie.
Age 14: I prayed and prayed that the boy I fancied would ask me out. ...he shifted my best friend instead!
Age 17: I prayed and prayed that I would do well in my Leaving Cert and get a place in Carysfort College.
Five years ago this month: I prayed and prayed and prayed that Dad's cancer would be treatable and he would be ok. There was nothing they could do.
One month later: I prayed and prayed and prayed some more that he wouldn't suffer unnecessarily. He was taken from us much quicker than we thought, but not in pain and with his dignity.
So as I looked at the expectant faces looking up at me I gave the most honest answer that I could.
"Yes God does always answer our prayers, but just keep in mind that sometimes that answer is"No"
Miss you Dad.