Nearly - I was nearly unable to speak. ???Sure, yes, that would be great.???  And then for a minute or two I could only stand in the back of my classroom and watch, as the student moved desks and picked up bits of paper. I could only stand and look.

It had been a hectic day. It had been one of those days during which one questions the wisdom of being a teacher. A day during which one questions whether students care about the efforts made for them. A day of questioning God??™s Will.

But when at first I could only watch and later join in to work with my student, I knew something which many have not known, have not realized when the moment has come. Although beyond my personal human visual spectrum, there was more than just an incredibly kind and thoughtful student in my room.

The woman at the well was told that if she only knew with Whom she was speaking, she could request of Him and have living water! Imagine if Pontius Pilate had known Whom he was judging: the Rex Regum, the King of Kings, the Lord over Caesar Augustus! But I must return to my classroom.

Perhaps two minutes after my last class had left and I had slumped into my negative and doubting frame of mind, this young man had come to my door.

I was in awe: of the student, of the timing, of the power of such a seemingly small event. But I also did realize something of immense importance. There are no accidents. That student came of his own accord, but he had not come alone. Yes, I thanked him.

But the Spirit of the Living God and His Son was within and with this student.

I felt Him.

Jesus had been at my door.

Vance Agee