Spiritual Sunday in Maine
We made it all the way to Bangor last night, sleeping in our church parking lot so we would make it on time (sort of).
We had a wonderful Sunday. As always, the church members were very welcoming. We met up with a family at a local park after lunch. The bishop learned our names even though we never met him. We fed the missionaries at the church. Then Aunica attended a bishopric youth discussion at a members house. Yes, I know we are a motley crew. Some with no shoes, shorts, and a pair of snow bibs. But, although our fashion sense may be a little eclectic, helpfully we have our priorities straight.
3 thoughts on “Spiritual Sunday in Maine”
I use to live near Bangor too.
This is your state!
Definitely!