nursery is true

Every Sunday, Christopher and I work in the nursery while the grown-ups go to Sunday School meetings. For two hours, we make towers and imaginary cakes, sing songs with hand actions, drink out of miniature dixie cups, and blow bubbles. Our lesson consists of a 45-second sermon on the benefits of sharing.

Grown-ups should take a lesson from the little guys. Imagine it. Pretzels for Sunday School snack time—just the way church was always meant to be.