I teach ages 8-10 in Sunday School, and I absolutely love it. Not only are the children great, but they teach me pretty great lessons as well. It is truly a joy spending an hour with these children each Sunday morning.
This past week we learned about Enoch, and the children were very intrigued when I told them that there was something very special about Enoch. We went on to read Genesis 5 which is an account of the genealogy of Adam. The boys responded in amazement at how old everyone got before they died, and wondered why we didn’t live that long anymore. One of the girls was very quick to tell them it was because we eat too much pizza. When we got to verse 21 the children were quiet, and knew the account of Enoch’s life had something special, but they didn’t understand.
21 Enoch lived sixty-five years, and begot Methuselah. 22 After he begot Methuselah, Enoch walked with God three hundred years, and had sons and daughters. 23 So all the days of Enoch were three hundred and sixty-five years.24 And Enoch walked with God; and he was not, for God took him. -Genesis 5:21-24
I then took them to Hebrews 11:5, which gave them understanding of the scripture we had read.
By faith Enoch was taken away so that he did not see death, “and was not found, because God had taken him”; for before he was taken he had this testimony, that he pleased God. -Hebrews 11:5
I let that settle in their precious hearts waiting for someone to say something. I find great joy seeing their minds wrestle with understanding. It is so precious to see the Holy Spirit work. I saw one of the girls look a little confused, and before I was able to ask what she was thinking she asked, “Was Enoch God’s best friend?”
I wasn’t ready for that question. I could see in her eyes she was a little disheartened by her realization. I too, was touched, because I hadn’t allowed myself to think that, though, deep down I too had a feeling of God loving Enoch more than He did me; allowing Enoch the pleasure of heaven without a physical death. We went on to discuss that God loves each one of us the same. God is infinite in ALL His ways, thus there is no measure of His love. He cannot love one more than the other, for that would not be perfect, Holy, infinite love.
Since I left that Sunday School classroom I have been blessed over and over again, as I have pondered the infinite love of Christ. I have been convicted by my unbelief of His infinite Goodness, and I have been challenged by the faith of Enoch. I was touched by a simple question that has changed me, and given to me a fresh outlook of the wonder of my Savior.