There would be no way of you knowing this, unless of course you’re in my Sunday School Class. But every Sunday, for almost five years, I have taught a Sunday school class at my church. Before that, I taught youth for probably ten years. But during COVID, I was asked to fill in for an adult Sunday school class, for the summer.
As life often does, I ironically have stayed almost five years. I think in May it will be my fifth year teaching in that class, which is pretty cool. We study either three-month or six-month chunks of Scripture. We dive in. We unpack and study it. We have a lot of fun.
Further irony, I am now 39. The class is the 60 & 70 year old Sunday School Class at church. Several of them were either my youth leaders, Sunday School Teachers, or parents of kids I grew up with, etc. More hilariously, my Mom is the Class leader — so I teach my Mother’s Sunday School Class. If that’s not full-circle, I don’t know what is. I think they enjoy it as much as I enjoy teaching them. It’s a joy, something I look forward to.
So, I share that brief backstory for this reason. I am planning to start sharing here some notes from each week’s lesson. Perhaps these will be my reflections, maybe some notes on the themes, noteworthy passages, or even simply my outline and the questions we wrestled through. I am perfectly fine if this is simply a practice I do for myself, to unpack and unwind afterward. At the very least, it’s something I can leave behind as a legacy for my own children, so they can see what their Dad was teaching on, and his “making his faith his own” (Phil. 2:12-13, 2 Tim. 1:5). It may never be something helpful for others — but, perhaps it could be. And I am happy to post these here, in the hope someone stumbles on it, and God uses it for His good purposes.
So if you find yourself in these “Sunday School” posts, there is your context. Welcome, friend.
**note — these posts should weekly begin appearing, sorted on the menu under “Sunday School”
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