I used to sit in sunday school as a little girl and gaze wistfully at the outdoors. (No AC so doors and windows open.) Just maddening in the Spring with the birds chirping merrily. I would think of Jesus out in a boat or preaching at a shoreline, and it seemed a bit unfair. It’s still difficult for me to spend much more than an hour inside.
I used to sit in sunday school as a little girl and gaze wistfully at the outdoors. (No AC so doors and windows open.) Just maddening in the Spring with the birds chirping merrily. I would think of Jesus out in a boat or preaching at a shoreline, and it seemed a bit unfair. It’s still difficult for me to spend much more than an hour inside.
I used to sit in sunday school as a little girl and gaze wistfully at the outdoors. (No AC so doors and windows open.) Just maddening in the Spring with the birds chirping merrily. I would think of Jesus out in a boat or preaching at a shoreline, and it seemed a bit unfair. It’s still difficult for me to spend much more than an hour inside.
Church on the lawn sounds incredible!