Last Sunday the sermon went on extra long, so we didn't really have much time for Sunday school. Ruth and I co-teach the 8-11 year olds. Because there wasn't much time, we did an activity instead of the regular Bible story. Then we rushed out right after service to go to Kennedy for Grandpa McMillan's funeral.
I usually prepare Saturday for Sunday's class. However, because I had prepared last week, I didn't worry about preparing yesterday. I got up, went to get my materials.... where are my materials? I've searched the apartment over and can't find them. I phoned Ruth and she checked her car and house. Not there.
So, Ruth and I winged it this Sunday. This gives me a week to find when I put them.