When I first began teaching, I learned one important lesson: enforce the rules. Students had to understand the rules and the consequences for breaking them. Any indication of leniency would authorize a yearlong battle with miscreants. Rules had to be black and white. Consequences had to be consistent and rational, not emotional, nor personal. I had to stand firm for the benefit and safety of my students.
The afternoon news reported people camping and cooking on prohibited grounds, stealing electricity, smoking weed in public space — and they called it a protest. An email sent from a district staff member informed teachers about a law to teach the historical events regarding discrimination against homosexuality. And what is the purpose of history?
When laws are ignored, when laws are not enforced, when laws change to justify the wrong, when what is wrong becomes right, when people believe what is wrong is right. Confused and lost. Corrupt. Without God, we are prone to destroy our own selves. I feel like David, experiencing the emotional ups and downs reflected in the beginning of the book of Psalms. “Why do the nations rage, and the peoples plot in vain?” (Psalm 2:1), “There are many who say, ‘Who will show us some good. Life up the light of your face upon us, O Lord!’ You have put more joy in my heart than they have when their grain and wine abound. / In peace I will both lie down and sleep; for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety” (Psalm 4:7-8), “Give attention to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to you do I pray” (Psalm 5: 2). And throughout these ups and downs, I must remind myself, “Salvation belongs to the Lord” (Psalm 3:8). I cannot yield to sin.