When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
My father is an Episcopal minister. He would occasionally take me over to the church when I was 7 or 8 to give my mom a break from my scripting. Sometimes I would listen to the stories of the choir director or get little tips about my singing from him. At some point I went to a Thursday Evening Liturgy. It was all adults except for me and they were all very impressed with how well I behaved. My father started making a point of working Thursday nights so I could attend. They let me play a gong. I put my favorite plastic spider in the offering plate. And all the adults would tell me how very grown up I was. I don’t have faith in Liturgies anymore but I have fond memories of pretending to be an adult on those Thursday Evenings so very long ago.
Latter Day Sinner 
2 responses to “Thursday Evening Liturgy”
You do not have very fond memories of giving up your spider, though.
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I’ve made a couple of very salty posts about that spider and will do it again. LoL
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