The Wrong Person for the Right Job

I am having so much fun teaching high school sunday school. After teaching sunday school classes off and on for ten years, I've got a whole new technique. All I do is try to promote thinking. I've got the best group of teenagers ever- they're smart and funny and kind. I've always taught junior high because in all their gawky dorkness, I saw myself. But I got talked into teaching the high schoolers, and I think I've found a new love. It's a loose "class"- I don't care if they text or fall asleep or are huge smart-asses. In fact, I encourage smart-assery. I think it's an important life skill that eventually leads to cynicism and independent thinking.

Easter Sunday, I tried to get the ball rolling on a conversation about why the resurrection might be important and why the myth of resurrection is so prevalent in our society, and of course, what Berrykins might have meant by “practice resurrection”, but we occasionally got sidetracked:

"Why do people hide eggs?"
“We hide Easter eggs to confuse Jesus!”
“Yeah, look what he does to water. Who knows what he would do to eggs!”

At least we laugh a lot. And Anne Lamott says laughter is carbonated holiness. And I think that although Jesus lived in the time before carbonated beverages, he would have really enjoyed that tickling feeling on the roof of your mouth you get when you drink a Dr. Pepper. I think Jesus would be in favor of carbonating holiness from time to time, as well as enjoying it fresh and even fermented.