The Prompt: What is your first memory regarding Sunday School?
I think my earliest memories of Sunday School were when I was at Awanas. They could have been held at the same area. I would have been about four or five. I remember sitting around in a group on a carpeted floor with other kids and one of the teachers helping me. I remember having my Cubbies book, the first step in the Awanas program, and the teacher was explaining to me what I needed to do in the book. There could have been another time I was there when I was coloring a picture. I don't remember any of the lessons.
I remember Sunday School a little better when I was six. We were living somewhere else at the time, and the lessons were held in old classroom buildings (I think). I remember the very first lesson I had there. I had been with my parents in the main church building, and then they ushered the kids into another building so we could have our own service. The teacher told us a redemption story, and I remember being scared at what would happen if I didn't accept Jesus. I later came to the decision to accept Him at home with my parents, but that lesson planted the seed to accepting Jesus.
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