First Day of School

Welcome to kindergarten... remember that first day?? The beginning of structure and learning, of small yet also huge achievements, of wonder and opportunity. Charming!

But imagine if you were still there. Though physically grown up your academic level and common capabilities were still that of a kindergartner. There you are in your grown up body with a room full of children learning how to tie your shoes, say the alphabet, and count to 20. Not so charming, huh?

Working in the kindergarten wing of a school has made me ponder the process of learning and and growing that we all take. Physically, intellectually, and emotionally we progress and increase. We develop our talents, life skills, and various capabilities as we become older.

I wonder if we showed our spiritual level of maturity phsyically what stage we would look like. How many of us, though adults, are still in spiritual kindergarten?

Hebrews 5:12-14:
For though by this time you ought to be teachers, you have need again for someone to teach you the elementary principles of the oracles of God, and you have come to need milk and not solid food. For everyone who partakes only of milk is not accustomed to the word of righteousness, for he is an infant. But solid food is for the mature, who because of practice have their senses trained to discern good and evil.

So, spiritually speaking, are you eating solid food or still sucking the bottle? Are you in elementary school or able to be the teacher?

Surely we would all be embarrassed to whip out a baby bottle and start drinking. We would never seek to repeat kindergarten. Yet we are not embarrassed of our equally ridiculous spiritual immaturity.

What evidence do you possess of spiritual maturity? Does your lifestyle reflect maturity? Does your understanding of doctrine and spiritual matters reflect maturity? Do you evidence discernment? The fruits of the Spirit? Is your daily walk with God one that is truly walking, or still crawling?

I for one am thankful we do not through physical maturity reflect our spiritual maturity. I'm worried too many days I'd be seen sucking my thumb.

Embarrassing.