Apparently, I had told the youth last week that I didn't get a birthday cake on my birthday. My birthday is Christmas Day, and we were in London for this past Christmas. My sister had promised me a birthday cake, but I guess she forgot because I didn't get one. I didn't even remember telling the kids about that.
Yesterday when I walked into Sunday school, our pastor's daughters greeted me with a birthday cake. They said that since I didn't get one on my birthday, I was getting one now. It was such a sweet gesture, how could I help but love it? Truly, teenagers are precious creatures.
The middle schoolers were thrilled because they got to have cake during Sunday school. And I was thrilled to realize what a privilege it is to teach such special people.
2 comments:
Hey now! Your sister didn't "forget" to make you a cake. It was that your traditional favorite (apple stack cake) was WAY too tall for my little London-size fridge. I remembered - I just wasn't able to deliver the goods :)
You promised you get me a cake from ASDA or someplace. Really, you did! :-P
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