THE EASTER PLAY
It was a rehearsal for the Easter play. The youth group had been practicing for months. My son had been to all of the practices. As a dutiful mom, I had dropped him off at the church and picked him up again at the end of each practice. As a typical mom, I usually waited out in the car for practice to end and my son to emerge. As a curious mom, however, this last practice was different. Sneaking In To The Last Practice Instead of waiting alone I ventured into the church to see if I could catch a sneak peak of what the upcoming play was about (my son had offered very few clues in the weeks prior).…
Bob JonesMarch 30, 2016