When we were in a small church, a few years back, there was no one to teach Children's Church (There was no Sunday School). I was the music pastor, and every Sunday I played or sang in both our two worship teams. I am trained as a teacher, but I just couldn't do both at once.
So my husband got guilted into teaching - grades 1-3, I think. He came home grumbling and complaining the kids weren't listening, they were fighting, etc etc. These were little kids, not hard to manage.
So, one service, during the sermon, I slipped down to the Sunday School room, and there were all the kids, totally off task. As in breaking things, and causing a riot. And there was my poor husband, reading his lesson, looking down at the paper. He is not even a good reader!
So, I took over - moved two boys who were engaged in a physical war with each other. Did some other physical things. I told the kids to settle down, looking them in the eye, and they did. Then I enacted the story with them taking parts. (Fortunately, I had helped him prepare the lesson, besides knowing the Bible story!)
The kids were all rapt and engaged. I left him supervising a craft at the end, because I had to lead the closing hymn. Apparently, the kids got wild again. Sigh!
Now, my husband is a kind, gentle, decent, honest man, who loves God will all his heart. He has a huge gift of giving, not just money, but his time. He is a valued member of our building team, helping with renovations and anything else that needs to be done. Because, giving, helping are his gifts.
Teaching is one of my gifts - I also had a father who was a teacher, and was constantly teaching. Then I took teacher training, and learned how to teach small children, as well as teaching for many years. So I am gifted, experienced and trained in teaching.
So, who was the one who should have been teaching. The man or the woman? Well, I couldn't, but if it wasn't for the worship ministry, I was the person who should have been teaching. Why? So the kids learned something, which they would not have had he continued. Now, a man who was trained as a teacher, or had the gift of teaching? Well, that would have been great. Sadly, there were no men in that church who wanted to try. I have to give my husband that - at least he tried.