Monday as I was sitting in the church study, I got the munchies.
"Wonder if there's anything in the church refrigerator?"
So I went downstairs to the kitchen, open the refrigerator door and... bingo! Inside was a carton of juice. And on the counter was some yummy breakfast biscuits topped with brown sugar.
They were goodies leftover from the graduation breakfast the previous day.
Yep, being a small church pastor does have its privileges!