Today's Sunday school lesson was about observing and loving others. "Love, love, love. As Christians, we should do our best to love. We should not hate our brothers; we should not hate our enemies." Say one thing, turn around and do the opposite. Good job, you hypocrite.

How I am a youth group teacher is beyond me. Some guy kept badgering me to volunteer my services in the high school ministry, and I eventually caved in after he asked me for the tenth time. Overall, I'd give myself a letter grade of D as a teacher. I hardly prepare lessons, I don't really know all my kids too well, and I can't communicate with them. I'd give myself a failing grade, except people commend me on my "attendance." They keep telling me that "being there" is so important, praising me that I'm "there." Delusional fools... In my defense, my kids are pretty messed up. Basically, I inherited the kids that the other teachers didn't want. It's so funny because the former teacher these kids had actually used to bribe them to read the Bible...bribe them with money to read the Bible... The one thing that gives me any semblance of hope is that these kids already know they're screwed up. It saves them some time, if you ask me... So there you have it--an effed up teacher with his effed up kids. I think I'm gonna quit after this year is done...

How I was a small group leader with KCPC is even more amazing. I think I had pretty good attendance back then too.