For four years now, Hans and I serve in a small English ministry of a Chinese immigrant church here in the suburbs of Chicago.
This morning, we officially launched a new Sunday School class and I was their appointed teacher. As usual, I was up last night preparing the materials for my class. As Hans was teaching the high school and college students (my former class), I was next door having a blast.
I had two students. One was extremely involved, responsive, attentive--best student ever, really. And the other slept through my entire lesson.
We read stories from Genesis. We colored. The picture of Adam and Eve had a butterfly, two giraffes, a rabbit, some trees, and a mouse. We sang. We learned a Bible verse. We ate snacks. It was fabulous.
This is the Sunday School class for ages two and under. I am Mommy, your Sunday School teacher.