Yearbook Excerpt from RTCS Principal Mary Kenyon:
I must admit it. When I was asked to write my piece for the yearbook and I was given the theme, In the Margins, I was baffled and at a loss for direction. So, I went to Google and asked it for the meaning of “in the margins”. According to Google in the margins is a “plural noun. To be on the margins of a society, group, or activity means to be among the least typical or least important parts of it.” This did not bring me any aha moments. How was I going to write an encouraging piece for our seniors that centered around being on the fringe or edge—being in the margins?
My next step was to go to my work partner, without whom I could not do my job, Amy West. After sharing my dilemma with her, Amy advised me to think about how we often write in the margins of Bibles or in the margins of the books we read. She said, “sometimes the notes in the margins are the most profound. When we look back at them, we get insight into what we were thinking at the time.” Leave it to Amy to get to the heart of the matter in just a few sentences. Life is full of margin moments. There are many moments in life that seem insignificant at the time, yet as we look back on them, we can see how God used them to shape us into the people we are.
All too often we get caught up in all that is going on in the world around us. We get so busy with the “big and important” things, that we forget to stop and enjoy the “in the margin” moments. We forget to stop and smell the roses. We forget to take pleasure in the beautiful sunrise or sunset. We ignore the giggles of a little child enjoying the feel of a caterpillar crawling across his hand. We miss the little moments that mean so much.
Several years ago, LeAnn Womack wrote a song entitled “I Hope You Dance”. In the background of the chorus, you can hear the singers reminding us that, “Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along. Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.” So rather than seeing these periphery moments as insignificant, I want to encourage you to take time to stop and enjoy them. Spend time enjoying the world around you that God created and look to the one who created you. God often uses the little moments in life to teach us big things.
But what is the word for an institution that not only educates the mind, but also the spirit? What is the word for a place that builds lifelong bonds amongst students, staff, and parents? A place that becomes so near and dear, it feels more like family?
The word “school” doesn’t seem big enough to encompass what Robinson Township Christian School means to our family. As a parent, the peace that I feel dropping off my three sons (grades: 2, 6, and 10) each day is priceless. In an unsettled world, one where talk of God is considered taboo and Christian values are often shamed, it is an absolute blessing to have my children within those walls.
Within those walls are some of the best teachers, coaches, volunteers and administrators that I have ever met. They show the fruits of the spirit in all that they do. They are well-equipped and considerate in answering any and all questions that my children have, and believe me, they have many. The individualized classical instruction that they receive is preparing them to think deeply and critically in all areas of learning.
RTCS isn’t just a school to us. It’s a gift. A gift we can clearly see the hand of God in every single day. We thank the Lord for his provision and care in providing us a place like RTCS—a place that is so much more than a school that it could only be a gift from God.
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