A Sunday school leader

We’ve been sick. We stayed home and listened to church on YouTube; I snored through most of it. Then Karin slept all afternoon.

The boys were allowed to watch many hours of Pete the Cat on Amazon Prime Video (or, as Daniel calls it, Crime Video). Lucky them.

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R.I.P. Dave – a gracious, helpful man, and a wonderful Sunday School leader. I say leader, not teacher, not because he didn’t teach – he did – but because he was so good at drawing people out, at leading everyone to share and teach.
Not many of you should become teachers, my fellow believers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly. We all stumble in many ways.
This is James 3:1–2 (NIV).

One point emphasized at the funeral was that Dave was agonizingly conscious of his sin.

He certainly conveyed this in his teaching. Not that he’d go into mortifying detail. But when people are aware that their leader is aware of his sin – of his need – well, that can make them aware of their own sin and need.

To lead people into that awareness, graciously, well, that’s teaching of the most exalted kind.