16th Sunday
after Pentecost, Yr. B, September 16, 2012
Isaiah 50:4-9a; Psalm
116:1-8; James 3:1-12; Mark 8:27-38
Sermon preached at St.
Stephen’s Episcopal Church
Not many of you should
become teachers, my brothers and sisters, for you know that we who teach will
be judged with greater strictness. (James
3:1) I was a teacher for many years, and now as a priest I continue to teach. I used to worry about being judged by
my students, and by my peers … but not so much anymore because I’m older, I am
more comfortable with who I am.
My daughter is in fifth
grade. She still thinks that her
teachers know everything. Like
most kids she gets homework. She’s
still young enough that I know most of what she is learning, at least the
science, reading and math. Social
studies, well … not so much. I
don’t think I really learned anything about social studies until I had to teach
it. Sometimes Nancy or I will be
helping Hannah with her math homework, and we’ll get into a little bit of a
tuggle. We’ll very patiently help
her through the steps we would use to solve a problem, and she’ll be quick to
let us know that “the teacher doesn’t do it that way.” Usually, we try to reassure her. “It’s good to learn different
strategies for solving problems.
Then when you get stuck you have options”, we say knowingly. We’re older. Our experience should count for something. With impatience evident in her voice
she typically responds, “That’s not how you do it, Maiya. The teacher does it a different
way.” Right. Well, as you might imagine homework
usually goes downhill from there.
The teacher knows. In fact, teachers know more than we do.