Jude has been going to children’s church for maybe 8 months or so and I just learned some embarrassing stuff. First of all, I guess they take an offering each week and use the money to buy gospel materials for poor children in other countries or whatever ministry they select for the year. Jude never told me a thing about it until he was sent home with a letter saying how much they had raised for the year. Jude told me that he even got to put some money in the basket one week when a little girl had so much money to give that she gave him some to put in.
Then I learned that they also do prayer requests. Jude had them pray for my knee (since I severely bruised the bone in a bad fall on the ice), for his knee (for a practically invisible scrape) and for his ear (since I still put scar cream on it daily after his fall and 6 stitches. Then he said that he forgot to have them pray for my neck (since I have arthritis and have constant pain as a result). They must think we’re the most banged up family.