Standing before a congregation is no easy task. It demands not only knowledge of the Word but also confidence, clarity, and composure. Looking back, I can boldly say that Sunday school classes have played a major role in preparing me for moments like this, moments when I am called to stand in front of people to share, teach, or present something of value.
Many people see public speaking or teaching as a gift for a few, but in my experience, it's something that grows through consistent exposure and training. Sunday school became my training ground. I didn’t just learn Bible stories there; I learned how to stand up, how to speak up, and how to listen to others. I was given small opportunities to lead prayers, read scriptures aloud, and later on, even teach short topics. At the time, I didn’t know those small steps were building my courage for larger responsibilities.
Today, when I face a crowd or walk up to a podium like in the photo, I no longer shake or panic as I once did. I may still feel a little nervous, but I now have a foundation, a confidence that was born out of the quiet mornings in Sunday school, when we gathered in small groups, shared the Word, asked questions, and learned together.
What makes Sunday school unique is the intentional simplicity. It creates a safe space for both children and adults to ask questions, explore their faith, and grow gradually. There is no pressure, no big expectations, just the heart to learn and share. That nurturing environment is what helped me develop spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. It taught me how to organize my thoughts, how to communicate clearly, and most importantly, how to depend on God before addressing any crowd.
It’s easy to assume that Sunday school is just for children, but I see it differently. Sunday school is a workshop, a training camp, a spiritual grooming center. It taught me discipline and devotion. It taught me patience and preparation. It gave me role models, teachers who showed up every Sunday, well-prepared, passionate, and prayerful. They didn’t just teach the lesson; they lived it. Watching them shaped my own approach to teaching and leadership.
Today, whether I’m standing in front of a Sunday class, addressing a fellowship, or defending a project presentation in school, I carry that Sunday school spirit with me. I walk with confidence because I know I’ve been trained, even if informally. I open my mouth to speak, trusting that the same God who helped me in those small gatherings will also help me speak in larger ones.
So yes, I thank God for Sunday school classes. They molded me into who I am becoming. They took away my fear of standing before people. And every time I step up to face a congregation, I remember where it all began, with those early mornings, those small classes, and those humble beginnings. Sunday school truly made a difference in my life. Thank you all for reading!