But one too many Christian school graduate has gotten on my last nerve by complaining about their poor, poor, pitiful me life.
So I'm going for the jugular.
I went to a small Christian school. K-4 through 12th grade. Then a larger Christian college, but still small compared with public colleges.
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Because of going to a Christian school, I missed out on:
1. Learning what sex was in the 2nd grade.
2. Being taught that I came from a rock, then a monkey, and that I'm only here by a freak accident.
3. Wondering why Sallie has two mommies.
4. Knowing that the real F-word was not "fart."
5. Prom - and getting pregnant after prom.
6. Drinking myself into an oblivion on Friday nights.
7. Learning how to hold a cigarette in one hand while fixing my hair and driving with the other.
8. Having to give a presentation on the foundation of America and having to leave out all references to God.
9. Being taught how to put a condom on a banana before I even hit puberty.
10. Being told that I'm lucky if I can find one person in this world who may love me for a few years - much less a Savior who gave His life for me, knows every hair on my head, Who hurts when I hurt, and loves me unconditionally.
You know what?
I didn't get to play soccer. I didn't get to be a cheerleader. I didn't get to dissect a frog. College was the first time I had to go from "class to class." I only wrote a handful of papers in high school, but I knew how to write a book report on great martyrs of the faith. I guess you don't count weekly devotionals to the whole class as a presentation - but I do. The closest thing to prom I had was a sweetheart banquet where I took my dad! (And I still consider it one the best dates in my life.)
A lot of people would look at my life and say I missed out.
I missed out on spring break - and coming home with an STD.
I missed out on drinking and then getting to spend the night in the county jail.
I missed out because a cigarette has never touched my lips.
I missed out because the first time I had sex was after I was married.
I missed out because I have NEVER touched, seen, or even been in the presence of illegal drugs.
And the end of the day, when I stand before God, I'm not sure any of the things that "I missed out" on will matter much to Him.
I have a great husband that I met at my Christian college. I have three amazing kids with that husband. I have a great job - thanks to a great education. I show up to work on time because I was taught ethics at my school. I go to sleep at night with a clear conscience (except when maybe I go overboard on my blog.)
But you can blame my little Christian school for this.
