I remember mine

I been browsing to find some graduation announcements and invitations to get ready for my son’s upcoming high school graduation, and found a pretty communion invitation and it reminded me of my first official communion.  I had been going to church with neighbors who lived across the street and I had invited Jesus into my heart.  I was so excited that I came home and told my parents and they had a fit, and would not allow me to go to that church anymore, but made me go to an Episcopal Church, as that was my mom’s religion growing up.  She went with me once!  The rest I was dropped off.  I was thirteen maybe fourteen years old.  In order to take communion I had to take classes!  So I signed up and took the classes and had my first communion and my parents didn’t come.  But the church gave me a prayer book which I still have today and one couple, Paul and Cindy, gave me a pretty necklace.  I will never forget it!  Isn’t it just funny how certain things will spark a memory?