Today's lesson was about solstice, after which all the kids in the religious education (RE) program trooped downstairs to decorate the tree in the sanctuary while the adult congregation sang "Deck the Halls," "The First Noel," "It Came Upon a Midnight Clear," (which was written by a Unitarian, incidentally!), and the first verse of "Joy to the World."
I missed most of the lesson, because today I was part of the service, speaking in the "Matters of Our Lives" section. (In my old congregation, we called that section 'My Turn.') It's basically 3-5 minutes for a church member to talk about something important to him or her; the RE program has been allotted four weeks to have teachers speak about why we teach... and, subtextually, why other members should too.
This is more or less what I said, bar some extemporization and a couple last names:
( Matters of Our Lives: Why I Teach RE )
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I got some compliments at coffee hour after the service, so apparently I didn't screw up the delivery. Yay! :-)
I missed most of the lesson, because today I was part of the service, speaking in the "Matters of Our Lives" section. (In my old congregation, we called that section 'My Turn.') It's basically 3-5 minutes for a church member to talk about something important to him or her; the RE program has been allotted four weeks to have teachers speak about why we teach... and, subtextually, why other members should too.
This is more or less what I said, bar some extemporization and a couple last names:
( Matters of Our Lives: Why I Teach RE )
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I got some compliments at coffee hour after the service, so apparently I didn't screw up the delivery. Yay! :-)