Friday, January 30, 2009

The Joy of Inadequacy

When I taught Sunday School in California, my best lessons came about when I felt the most inadequate. In those times, I had a greater sense of my utter dependence on the Holy Spirit.

At that church, we had no Sunday School hour, so classes were taught during sermons...much like Jr. Church in most Baptist churches. So my class (sixth, seventh and eighth grade) had three teachers that worked on a rotation. As head teacher, I filled in when other teachers were absent (remember, weather in California is milder than weather here, so I could be at church regularly).

One Sunday, the teacher who was scheduled to teach approached me that morning (at church) and said he didn't feel like teaching that day. The other teacher's new boyfriend was visiting our church that day, so she couldn't teach. I looked at my girlfriend and asked, "How can I come up with a lesson in 20 minutes?"

She asked me what I'd been reading in Quiet Time, and I said John 14--"In My Father's house are many mansions." During Praise Time, I really prayed that the Lord would teach that passage through me, because I knew I couldn't do it!

When we got to our class room, I had them pull out construction paper, crayons and glue. I asked them to make their dream houses, and then tell me about them. (I learned a few things about the kids that day!) Then we read John 14:1-6 and talked about our heavenly home and the need to go through Jesus to get there.

Months later, the kids said that was their favorite lesson. I'm sure its success came from the fact that I depended thoroughly on the Lord that day.

And we have such trust through Christ toward God. Not that we are sufficient of ourselves to think of anything as being from ourselves, but our sufficiency is from God, who also made us sufficient as ministers of the new covenant, not of the letter but of the Spirit; for the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.
~~2 Corinthians 3:4-6 (NKJV)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Snags

Don't you just hate it when your favorite article of clothing gets a snag?

I have been feeling "snagged" lately. Circumstances beyond my control have forced me, yet again, to look for a new Personal Care Attendant. People call in answer to the ad in the paper, make appointments for interviews, and then never show up. So I'm afraid to start any writing or drawing projects. (When I'm working on something, I don't like being interrupted.

As I go through this snag in my life, however, I can trust that the Lord is weaving me into His eternal plan. That's all I need to know.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

Spring Would Be Wonderful, But...

Yet again, the cold New England weather, coupled with snow, kept us home from church today. All week, I've been longing for spring, continually asking, "Is it April yet?" It's been snowing since early December, and cold since late September, so this has already been an extremely long winter!

Perhaps in subconscious rebellion against this weather, I've been drawing tulips. An odd January art project, to be sure, but I felt compelled to draw them. So I planned to use them in a composition looking forward to spring. If people criticized me for being unseasonable, that would be fine. I'd express my hope for spring anyway!

After my attendant left this morning, we clicked on our church's website with plans to download last week's sermon (we missed church last week too). Much to our disappointment, said sermon isn't on the website yet. Determined to hear God's Word preached, we then went to the Grace To You website and watched John MacArthur's sermon, "Your Best Life: Now or Later?"

The sermon reminded me that my hope really lies in my life after death (or after Jesus raptures His church). This life is important only in preparing me to live eternally with Jesus.

I so often forget that this life isn't all there is, so I long for April when I should be longing for my heavenly Home! So I went back to my tulip drawing, and added a banner to remind me where to place my real hope.

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