It is Sunday morning, 9.30 am. I Walk into my classroom, armed with my lesson, which I have spent quite a lot of time preparing. And I am met by one Solitary Child sitting on the couch. I can't help it. I am disappointed. Not by her, but by the empty chairs that surround us.
Has this been your experience too?
And yet as I take my place beside this faithful young girl, and her mom who teaches alongside me, I remember that some of Jesus' most powerful lessons were taught, not to the crowd, but to the individual.
I remember Nicodemus, who after his night time encounter with Jesus, would undoubtedly use his position to quietly, yet powerfully, witness to the Sanhedrin.
I remember the woman at the well, who after her conversation with Jesus is so excited that she has the attention of the entire town.
I remember Zacchaeus, who after his meal with Jesus, would astonish so many with his utterly transformed life.
Jesus knew the power of one.
And so next time I walk into my classroom and I am met by one Solitary child, I will not be disappointed. Instead, I will thank God for the opportunity to teach...because today, I might just be teaching a Nicodemus, or a woman at the well, or a Zacchaeus.
And I will remember the power of one.
This post first appeared on Glenys Nellist: Kids' Ministry Matters, please read the originial post: here
