Sunday Mornings
Posted at 2020-10-19
Posted at 2020-10-19
I remember getting up ripping and running as a youngster, trying to wash up and get dressed up in our Sunday-Go-To-Meeting Clothes... Running around looking for our neckties.
Only finding one black sock and one blue... Nothing matched... Wheres my clean shirt... I hated suspenders... Couldn't go outside cause we might get dirty... Then going to the meeting sometimes falling asleep as we listen to talks... Getting nudged or pinched cause Momma didn't play that... I loved reading the Bible and enjoyed being part of the Congregation... Everyone was all dressed up...
Those memories are priceless... Sunday Mornings