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Going Back to Sunday School

 

                 In 1986, Robert Fulghum wrote a book called, “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten”.  The premise was that life would be better if adults remembered to be kind, share, help one another and clean up after themselves.   The book was a best seller and it is still in print twenty-five years later.

                That got me thinking that I should write a book called, “All that I Really Need to Know About God I Learned in Sunday School”.   Think about the lessons you learned there.

                I remember a flannel board covered with pictures of animals, a big ship, and a man and his family.  We were told how God looked after Noah and how, even after forty days and nights of rain, God protected him.  When it was over, God put a rainbow in the sky to remind us of his promise to never destroy the world in that way again.  God is with you in your storm.

                Another day we learned about how Abraham left his homeland and went off in search of a land that God promised to him.  Though he had no idea where he was going, God blessed him and made his descendants as numerous as the sand on the seashore.  You can trust God’s leading even when you do not see the end yet.

                Moses was trapped by the shore of the Red Sea with the Egyptian army closing in.  Then, God parted the sea and gave his people a path to safety.  We can trust God to provide answers when we need them.

                David goes out on the battlefield to fight a giant that no one else wants to face and he does so armed with nothing more than a slingshot and the belief that God is with him.  Nothing is more powerful than God.

                Daniel is thrown in a den of lions as punishment for worshipping God.  However, rather than being torn apart, God rewards his faithfulness by protecting him.  God sees and is with us.

                Oftentimes, adults see those events as being children’s stories.  We want something deeper and more complicated.  However, there is nothing more precious or important than those first truths. 

                “Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so!” 

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