Again, the Friday Five will be a wee bit early this week due to commitments all day tomorrow. So, after much thought, the Friday Five is:
Five things I remember from Sunday School as a kid:
1. The model of the Tabernacle. We loved that thing. It was like having a Bible times doll house.
2. Flannelgraph Bible stories. When the story was over, Mrs. Peterson (2nd grade) would let us retell the story and put the pieces up on the board.
3. Mrs. Smith (3rd grade) always vacationed in Florida during January, and she would bring back seashells for her students. I was so glad when it was finally my turn to be in Mrs. Smith's class, so I could pick out a seashell to bring home. (Kansas doesn't have many seashells, so these were real treasures.)
4. Benji Beaver stories. Okay, technically this was children's church and not Sunday school, but I have to include it here. I loved those stories. Benji always got himself into trouble (something I could identify with all too much) and he learned a valuable spiritual lesson each week.
5. My first Sunday School teacher that I can remember was a really tall man named Jody who broke his leg skiing. We all got to sign his enormous white cast, though some of us didn't know how to spell our names too good yet. And we got to play with a little model house from Bible times, with an Upper Room. Jody taught us to sing "I stand at the door and knock, knock, knock."
The picture is of the church I grew up in. I was married in this church, as were my siblings and my parents.