never underestimate the power of a cookie.

i'm not sure how i ended up on their mailing list (haven't they heard that i've fallen into wicked New York woman ways? then again, that's probably precisely why i'm on it) but i've been receiving the weekly bulletin from the First United Methodist Church in Valdosta, Georgia for the past couple of months.

that's where i was confirmed. that's where i learned how to play handbells. that's where i went to junior choir every Sunday night, not because i wanted to sing for the glory of the Lord, but because i had a major, lustful 8th grade crush on bad-boy Methodist and 10th grader, Justin Bridges.

sigh.

he had neither eye nor heart for me, but it sure made youth group much more fun.

flipping through the bulletin this evening, i came across this notice:

KAIROS COOKIES

Thank you so much for providing cookies for the Kairos Prison Ministry. Thirty men gave their lives to the Lord. God's presence was evident during the entire weekend. It was very successful. May the Lord bless you richly.

Kairos Prison Team

now that must be one darn tasty cookie.