Proof The Bible Is True

A teacher’s supposed to have the answers. I can teach my fourth graders the state capitals and how to write cursive; I can list all the books in C. S. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia series.

 

But I can’t explain why some children died in the tornado that hit our school last May and the ones with me survived. All I can tell you is that the tragedy doesn’t mean God was absent.

 

My colleagues and I went back three weeks later to see the devastation where Plaza Towers Elementary once stood. Most of the debris had been hauled away. We brought chalk and Sharpies to write on the remaining rubble, a way to say goodbye. I stepped over concrete blocks to where my classroom had been.

 

“The best class ever,” I scrawled on the dusty linoleum. My first class, my first full year of teaching. I never imagined it ending like this. From here I could see the path we’d taken, down the hall and into the bathroom, our shelter from the storm. I remembered everything.

 

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