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I carry this ridiculously hopeful wish that when my students leave my classroom and get older and go out into the world, they carry something from my class with them that could make the difference in what paths they follow later. What I heard about this former student today reminded me that far too often, those future paths go through some really dark places. And their year with me is one small part of a long and complex journey.
Teaching is an act of faith, the faith that a thousand small acts throughout the course of 170 days or so in an 8 year old's life will leave an impression and make a difference.
As for the role of prayer in a situation like this, since I cannot see or talk to this young man and I feel so powerless, I choose to have faith that the energy I put into prayer for him and his future might have the power to sway things in some small way. It certainly cannot hurt. And the air around us is filled with invisible energies that have concrete power - sound waves, light waves, digitized data. Why shouldn't prayer be one way to harness the power of invisible energies within our own brains?