The other night, I was teaching a lesson on family and completely missed the mark on my plan. I am new to teaching, so this was bound to happen. But failure is never fun; really, it just sucks.
But failure is good to as it teaches me what to do better next time and reminds me of my dependence on God. I planned a lesson that was too hard and didn't have a good way to teach the concept of family members. But through the lesson, I learned that having good co-teachers and helpers is key as they can give ideas to help get back on track and step in when you are floundering. I learned to keep my lessons as basic and simple as possible. I learned flexibility is key (I knew this but relearned this.) I learned to have lots of backup activities even if they aren't related to the lesson. Through this lesson failure, I feel more equipped to deal with a lesson that isn't working and have knowledge of how to prevent it from happening again.
Also I was reminded of my dependence on Christ. Even with the best ESL teaching skills (which I admittedly lack), I need God. Specifically, I think of teaching the Gospel. How do you communicate the Gospel in simple English to someone who knows no English? I am still working on that one. But God is good and can divinely inspire me or divinely enable the listener to understand. I am glad He is greater than me.
So maybe the other night was a failure in teaching on my part. But the lessons learned were invaluable. So I will go forth and continue to teach and learn from my failure.
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