Memories

I was around twelve years old when I felt the need to go to Church. I was awkward and really only had one friend. I remember going to Sunday School for the first time and I was very nervous. I sat in my seat and they gave me a book (not the Bible) to follow along with the lesson.

The next thing I knew they passed around a basket with pencils so we could take notes or draw or whatever. I instantly felt ease a I saw the collection represented in the picture above. I grabbed a pencil with the Huckster on it and I was ready to learn about Jesus.

I can’t help but smile when I think how old WWF pencils eased me into my journey of Christianity.

Just wanted to share.