Grade School Politics

So it has begun. Actually, it began on day one of classes. The whole female who is popular, who is smarter, who is better at sports, who is playing with who, drama that we all endured and prayed our own daughters wouldn't have to. At nine years old, these girls are aware that society looks at those with athletic ability or good looks differently than those not so inclined. At nine years old they are learning and teaching each other that its more important to score baskets or have a boyfriend (!) than to have a good heart and treat everyone fairly. Chris and I talk sometimes about how we may have done our children a disservice by teaching them to think about other people's feelings and to try to be kind hearted. They frequently get bowled over by the I WANT AND I SHALL HAVE kids. Still, I hope I am giving them a foundation in their character that is more of what God wants instead of what the world dictates. They won't be elected King or Queen of their class, they won't always play in every basketball game, they might grow up with one or two true friends instead of 30 hero worshippers, but they will grow up knowing that it matters how you treat people and it matters who you are in your heart and not who you think you are in the world. There is still enough Powell in them that they will definitely let you know when you've crossed the line, but both of them have a tender heart and I am so proud of how they are growing up. They are doing a beautiful job.