Sunday School With Jimmy Carter: Part 1
“Honey, I have a strange proposal that I promise is not as weird as it initially sounds, just hear me out.”
I find that’s always a great way to start a conversation with my husband and really grab his attention. My proposal? That we load our four kids into the car over Thanksgiving break and drive from Chicago to Plains, Georgia to hear Jimmy Carter teach Sunday School.
My husband’s response was somewhere between disbelieving laughter and then holding his head in his hands when he saw that I was determined, like a dog with a bone. (I guess that makes me a hungry dog and Jimmy Carter a juicy bone? That’s an odd thought.)
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