As a younger man I was an avid fisherman. Most weekends, and often after work, I would either take my boat to the lake or stand on the bank of one of my favorite fishing holes casting a line. On the way to one such place, I would pass by an abandoned school house. This school was an old one room school that once held students of multiple grades and ages all together where they were taught by a single teacher. That one-room schoolhouse was eventually renovated and converted into a home. The children who once attended there can now drive by and read the roadside marker which has been erected to commemorate the building and the impact it had on this rural community. But as I think back on this method of teaching I marvel at its benefits, and how it resembled a church gathering.