This was the last week of Sunday school for the season. That combined with the fact that it is a holiday weekend, I didn’t expect to have a lot of kids. Last week I had two. I was expecting maybe two this week. You can imagine my surprise when I ended up with NINE little students. At most, I have had six, so I usually plan for six -then walk away with a lot of leftovers.
This week I didn’t have enough! But we made do. I actually enjoy having more kids -it encourages a lot more interaction and engagement, especially at their age.
This week we were talking about faith. Faith that God will keep His promises. The lesson plan had a few varied scriptures, but I mostly stuck with Hebrews 11.
One of the things we wanted to do when we came to San Diego was go to Sea World. I have been here once before, but it was the middle of March and I don’t really remember it all that well. It was a toss up between the zoo and Sea World and Sea World won.We really wanted to see the Orca whales.
Saturday, mom and I left on a trip. We left earlier than one should every be up on a Saturday.
Destination? San Diego!
Why San Diego? Why not?
We didn’t really have any particular reason in mind other than we we wanted to see the sun…
We arrived last night, got our rental car, drove in circles, finally found our motel, then headed out to get dinner. Forgetting it was Cinco De Mayo, we decided that since we were so close to the Mexican boarder, Mexican food would be good. I googled a few restaurants, picked one with good reviews that was still open and off we went. Except that when we got off the main road -the small streets were flooded with people dressed in various costumes.
I fear I get more out of my Sunday school lessons than the kids do. Except it’s not really a fear –because I know they get something from it and one day I pray they will be able to draw on the teachings –not mine, but the teachings from the Bible.
I once heard that teaching makes you learn things in a different way –It is one thing to know something, and it is another thing to know something with the intent to teach. I find this to be true.
You see, we are working through the Promises of God. Many of them, not all. But many of them. In order for me to teach these kids these promises –I must first believe them. Know them. Understand them. Really get them. Because if these kids so much as smell doubt? They will attack like rabid dogs. Ok, well, maybe not that violently. But they will find that doubt and expose it. Because that’s what kids do –right?
Today Amanda and I are celebrating Marc Madness (not to be confused with March Madness, of course).
What exactly is Marc Madness?