Getting Started
September As this “program year” begins, with its enthusiastic barrage of things to do at St. Andrew’s, there is a part of me that remembers … I remember being a child who loved to talk to God, yet who disdainfully considered Sunday school a holding room for kids, an activity invented by clueless adults. In worship, I remember shivering with excitement at the majestic roar of the organ but enduring the rest of the service for the little roll of Sweet Tarts that my mother kept
