Sunday School

This past Sunday I stood in front of our congregation with a dozen or so other people and vowed to do my very best teaching our kindergartners the essential elements of our faith. The congregation also made their own vows to us that they would support us in this endevour.

I will teach our 7 little kindergartners whom I really adore for several weeks off and on throughout the year. One child is a foster child and one a domestic adoption out of the foster system. One child is my son. Two other children are Asian. It's a wonderful little group and being there in that building for the day made me so happy and helped lift my dismal mood.

These are the very best people I know, the members of this denomination. They truly walk the walk. You basically cannot belong unless you serve the community and the world in some way. Our kindergarten class will be making a compost pile for the garden committee, planting daffodils in a couple of weeks to help our spirits in April, and selling crafts to help save money for the local dog shelter. All of these tasks to teach one of our 7 main principles: the Interconnectedness of life. I think they are going to love it. What do 4 and 5 year olds love more than helping? A couple years from now they will start to learn some of the stories but for now I believe they need to live it. Live it first, read about it later.

The funny thing is I have a feeling the vast majority of McCain supporters hate us and everything we stand for. We promote peace, welcome all (and I mean all) and believe the most important worship involves getting your hands dirty and speaking out for the poor and the downtrodden. We believe in conserving our resources. We believe this earth is on loan to us by our children. We try not to label others or ourselves. The inherent worth and dignity of all people.

Drill baby drill would not be heard in our fellowships.

Love baby love. Yes.

In any case, I am so happy to have this merry band of hard workers. They keep me grounded and uplifted at the same time.