The start of the interview between me and the head mistress of the school was no different to your normal interview for a post. We smiled a lot and talked of our love for Jesus and for children. I knew the opening for a teacher was as good as mine.
“There is one thing I must tell you, though” I said. I was Glenda Kemp the stripper.”
Silence. I think she had stopped breathing. Her face was going red.
“But Jesus had cleansed me! I am a new person in Christ.”
She needed for me to get out of her office so that she could compose herself.
“I will call you, don’t call me,” were her escape words.
My tears were already flowing before I could get in to the privacy of my home to unpack it all before God. “But Lord, the same Spirit that is in me is in her, then why, Lord, does she reject me for my past which does not even exist any more because you took it away?”
The next day I got a call from Sheryl Ross to come and see her. The living God we serve had spoken to her through a message which was sent to her husband that day. It was a story about a minister who married a woman with a ‘past’. The congregation would not accept her. In so doing they were rejecting Jesus. They were saying that His death on the cross was not powerful enough to remove all sins. The blood was on their hands. The job was mine.
This system was amazing. This school is amazing. I was able to talk about that which was in my heart and soul and mind: Jesus. The children work in offices from books that are self explanatory.
I started off helping out with grade 12, then to grade 5, 6 and 7 (in one class) and ended up teaching grade 1 for two years. There are many eternal treasures that I built up in heaven in the 4 years that I taught here. Jesus made provision for my weakness by providing wonderful mothers to assist me in organizing the red tape around me. The love of the Lord for the children was stuck on me like glitter on glue. The preciousness of those …