Before You Say, “I Can’t or I Don’t. . .”
Once upon a time there were some elders looking for teachers for young people, children and preschoolers for the new Sunday School year.
And some adults said, “I don’t want to leave the sweet fellowship and study in my adult class” but the drug pusher on the street said, “Not even the threat of jail will keep me from working with your children.”
And some adults said, “We have to be out of town too often on the weekend” but the porno book dealer said, “We’re willing to stay in town weekends, too, to accommodate your children”.
And some adults said, “I’m unsuited, unable to work with children or preschoolers” but the movie producer said, “We’ll study, survey, spend millions to produce whatever turns kids on.”
And some adults said, “I could never give the time required to plan and go to teacher’s meetings” but the pusher, the porno book dealer, and the movie producer said, “We’ll stay open what ever the hours are necessary every day to win the minds of the kids.”So . . . the adults stayed in their classes and enjoyed the sweet fellowship and absorbed the good Bible study, and could go out of town often on weekends, and were available to do whatever was good to do in place of teacher’s meetings
And when Sunday came, the children came to their classes and no one was there except the elders going from one room to another trying to assure them that someone would surely come to teach them. But no one ever came,- and the young children and preschoolers soon quit coming because they had gone to listen to others who did care about the things they did and what went into their minds Via Pulpit Helps - modified slightly.
