
I was just three years old the day my Sunday school class was combined with the older kids’ class. There weren’t enough little kids at church that day to have a separate class. I was a bit apprehensive about going in with the bigger kids. I wasn’t sure what to do. In the little kids class we would color, maybe get to cut something out of construction paper, learn a bible story, and sing. This big kids class had a totally different teacher. Her name was Betty Pollard. I was unsure of her knowledge of us little kids and our specific needs. I worried that we wouldn’t fit in, or that it might just be a waste of time for me. Betty got everybody arranged in their seats and quieted down for the day’s lesson. Continue reading Biblical Lessons From Three Dog Night