Evening Reflection
Turn Your Day In to the Teacher's Desk
I took his sheet, all soiled and blotted
and gave him a new one all unspotted.
And into his tired heart I cried,
“Do better now, my child.”
I came to the throne with a trembling heart;
the day was done.
“Have you a new day for me, dear Master?
I’ve spoiled this one.”
He took my day, all soiled and blotted
and gave me a new one all unspotted.
And into my tired heart he cried,
“Do better now, my child.”
-anonymous
The earliest found sources credit the poem simply as an “elementary school teacher’s poem”, repeating the image of a teacher forgiving a student’s soiled worksheet and then relating that to God granting us a fresh day when we ask forgiveness.
The sun set over a beautiful Kentucky evening tonight like a gentle whisper of grace, a reminder that even a soiled day can end in mercy. He takes what’s blotted and offers what’s new. “Do better now, My child.”