Sunday School teachers and superintendents are responding to our invitation—in the September 1987 Journal, "On lighting fires, or doing what we're doing right"—to write telling about breakthroughs experienced in Sunday School. As these letters collect—fueling our joy and gratitude—we feel impelled to share them. There's not enough room, here, to reprint the many letters we've received so far (we hope they keep coming!), but what we can do is offer some of the sparks that ignited the fires of gratitude and reconsecration from the early response.
Most Sunday School teachers have probably seen at least part of a class period come unglued. It's a humbling experience! We heard from one teacher whose breakthrough came in the midst of such an experience. This was one of those last-minute situations in which the teacher of the youngest class was unable to be in Sunday School and the man who wrote to us was asked to substitute. He was unable to prepare a lesson plan. He writes:
"All went well for a time. The two little boys and a girl sat in silence. I can even remember wondering what all the fuss was about taking the youngest class. If I had only been a little wiser, I would have realized that they were not really listening but weighing me up After ten minutes or so, they started to run around and I felt completely whacked.