Today was my turn to teach Sunday School. Usually, I have a well-organized plan and know exactly what I hope to achieve. This week was different. The lady that usually taught could no longer teach, so I ended up with her position. I knew I wanted to have a Thanksgiving theme but had no idea how to achieve that with this group. Last night, I had a rough idea of verses to use and a general plan. As I began the lesson, God put together a lesson way better than one that I would have done. The lesson was God's. I am thankful that God often uses our weaknesses and inabilities to do what we could never do on our own. It was a perfect lesson, taught by an imperfect person. I love the times when this happens because it reminds me that it is ok to not have it all together every time.