Yesterday, we had only one boy show up for our Sunday school class. It was a holiday weekend and a lot of people were out of town. I attend a small church, so when a few families are out of town, it makes a difference. You are missed, when you miss a Sunday in a small church. It can be a blessing or a curse, depending on your perspective.
My hubby and my son had a big box out on one of the tables in the fellowship hall. I asked him what they were doing. He informed me that they were changing the letters on the sign out front. I asked him what he thought about our one student, helping them out. He told me that was exactly what he was planning.
And so they worked on the sign together, my hubby, a high school freshman and a fifth grader. When I spoke to the boy’s mother and told her what they were doing, she surprised me with her answer.
While I didn’t think she would have a problem with him helping, she was actually very encouraging. She told me that she felt like being a part of a church was learning to serve. She said that while Sunday school was for learning, that she felt like her son also needed to learn that there are many ways to serve and that the best way to learn to serve is by doing.
I thought about her words as I went through my day. I thought about working with kids and teaching them about the Bible. I thought about teaching about the Christian walk. I believe that it’s so important to share our faith and knowledge with those who are young in their faith.
But, I also thought about the doing. Sometimes the best lessons are the hands on. We can talk about serving all day long, but unless we actually do something, it’s just talk.
I would love to believe that my young Sunday school student, will remember all of the faith lessons we have talked about. But, I know he will remember partnering with other church members who weren’t his age, to work on fixing the church sign. When he rides by the sign, he can take some ownership. He can see his work.
My own faith lesson on Sunday was remembering that Christians are called to do, not talk about doing, and it’s so easy to get bogged down in the talking. While there is a time for talking and planning, at some point, we have to do something.
An eleven-year-old boy reminded me of that. Maybe you needed reminding too.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂
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