From the Peanut Gallery

This past Friday night at dinner, I told my family that I was trying to create a blessing ritual for the kids in our congregation who are going back to school this week. I told E, my intrepid eight-year-old, that I wanted to give them each something that they could stick in their pockets and keep with them to remind them that their church had blessed them. E didn't miss a beat: "How 'bout fifteen bucks?"