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” →