Yesterday was a day set aside to attend Sunday School, and as I arrived, there were some class members already present.  Walking in, I could see many seats were available; however, I also could see how the teacher’s seat remained empty.  Next to that chair is where I stowed my things:  my computer bag, my purse, and my jacket.  Where I sat was already determined:  I had agreed, months ago at the start of the church year, to serve as their teacher.  In fact, in 1991, I had agreed, and since that time, years ago, my position had not altered.  I served in the role of the teacher of the Young Adult class, even though in order to see ourselves that way, we needed to talk to the sixty, seventy, eighty, and ninety-year-olds because every person in our class was fifty—plus a few years!

As I sat down in the chair given to the teacher, I came to share the lesson, but before the day was complete, before I sat again in the driver’s seat of my Subaru, God allowed two others, a brother, and a sister-in-Christ, to teach me.  Thank You, God for those brothers and sisters You have gifted us to know & who You have surrounded us with as we worship.

We began our study of the book of John, and I asked the question:

“How do we answer the question:  What do you mean when you talk about being a Christian?”  That’s when I learned a valuable lesson, one that was not immediately revealed to me until this morning.  One member of the class, a man who spoke with wisdom, uttered this answer to the question:  “We must follow Him (Jesus).”  Such a simple response; yet a response that now resonates with authority as the Bible reveals His truth.

Yesterday, after church dismissed, as I stepped out into the parking lot with one of my sisters, she voiced the answer to a question, one I thought was already answered within my heart.  She said:  “You have taken on much, and maybe that’s not God’s will.  Maybe God wants you to just rest so you can hear HIM.”      

Even though I was the designated teacher, thank goodness, I was the learner, the pupil, the student as others taught me!

Let us read God’s Word together.

“You are my joy; You are my song.

You are the well, the one I’m drawing from/

You are my refuge, my whole life long/

Where else would I go?

Surely My God is the strength of my soul/

Your love defends me. . .

Day after day; night after night/

I will remember You’re with me in this fight/

Although the battle, it rages on/

The war is already won!”

Matt Maher “Your Love Defends Me”