I wasn't nervous. Not at all. I wasn't confident either. As I stated recently
it has been almost 10 years since I have taught a sunday school lesson and for good reason. I wasn't nearly as patient a person as I am now. I yelled a lot. We have a challenging group of 6th - 8th graders. A lot of new faces to the church, a pastors kid, ones from broken homes, a few who are uber-boy/girl crazy, and the one or two who are quiet and don't want to be noticed. A normal group of kids. I was asked to teach kind of that last minute the day before Thanksgiving. Thusday I was all turkey'd out so it wasn't happening then. Friday..... still recovering, but managed to pull out a lesson on being a servant from John 13:1-17
. My predecessors have been trying to teach them how to be more loving towards each other and less self-centered. Yeah right. I was just hoping that one little seed gets planted to sprout sometime later. I asked them four main questions.
1. Why did Jesus wash the disciples feet?
2. What does it mean to be a servant?
3. Why does God want us to be a servant?
4. How can we serve our church, our communities, and our family?
Thinking back on these questions now it makes me wonder how I can possibly be more of a servant to these kids? To properly humble myself and put them before myself. To not just tell them about the love of Christ, but to show it to them.
Labels: faith, spiritual maturity, teaching, youth ministry