I felt the need to talk about something lighthearted and enjoyable and the thing that first came to mind was my Sunday school class. Random but true.
I go to Sunday school. In fact, I go to a college Sunday school class. Am I in college? Nope. Have I just graduated? Far from it. But I go to this class because its well, kind of like my Camelot. There are only five or six of us. We aren't knights, but valiant hearts abound in that room. We don't solve the worlds problems and the tables we sit around are square, not round, but I truly enjoy my Sunday mornings. We talk about God stuff. Life stuff. God and life stuff. I like it. The questions and discussions encourage and push me to put into words my beliefs and what my relationship with Him is like.
I go to Sunday school. In fact, I go to a college Sunday school class. Am I in college? Nope. Have I just graduated? Far from it. But I go to this class because its well, kind of like my Camelot. There are only five or six of us. We aren't knights, but valiant hearts abound in that room. We don't solve the worlds problems and the tables we sit around are square, not round, but I truly enjoy my Sunday mornings. We talk about God stuff. Life stuff. God and life stuff. I like it. The questions and discussions encourage and push me to put into words my beliefs and what my relationship with Him is like.
Alas, my days at Camelot are numbered. I knew it would have to end sometime, but I like sitting around with my friends talking about God. Relatively unstructured and relaxed. It's really a pleasant way to spend my morning. And I didn't realize how much I needed that time until I see the end of it looming. But its been fabulous.
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why is it ending?
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