In the classroom of life where the lessons are long,
Some grades come by birthdays, but most by being strong.
You don’t earn a new age by the work that you do—
But to grow in the Lord takes a heart that is true.
You can boast of a title or flash a degree,
But God looks much deeper than papers we see.
For the proof of your growth isn’t stamped on a sheet.
It shows in your choices, your love, and your feet.
Jesus had no diploma to hang on a wall,
But he passed every test—every trial, every call.
And he showed us that growing takes courage each day,
For the Spirit will rise when the flesh has no say.
Life’s troubles are quizzes that sneak in like spies,
But they build up our faith as they teach and surprise.
The storms that we grumble and growl our way through
Are the very same challenges that make graduates new.
So study God’s ways as you walk and you pray,
For the lessons you learn shape your bright, final day.
When the work here is done and your trials are through,
He’ll say, “Well done, my child. I’ve been waiting for you.”
