Our kids are being confirmed this morning. While I’m excited for them, this moment is also dredging up my least favorite memory of when I was their age.
At my own confirmation, everyone in our class had to help lead some element of worship. I chose to play piano, since I had a recital coming up. Foolishly, I decided to perform my piece from memory, which…
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