In my church it’s almost impossible to get anyone to do children’s Sunday school. No men volunteer. I can’t say I blame them in today’s moral climate.
I don’t volunteer for that either (I’m a man) although I did teach Sunday School for 2nd and 3rd graders back in the 1980s.
I’ll never forget the time I halted a lesson because I felt something on my ankle. I lifted my pant leg and noticed a flea. I plucked it off my leg and said,
“Children, you’re in for an instant Bible verse lesson. The Bible says the wages of sin is death and this flea has just sinned against me.”
With that, I crushed the little bug between my thumb and a fingernail.