We brought our 16 year old Grandson upon his request to Sunday School with President Carter. A challenge was made to bake a cake and share it with neighbors. I baked two cakes and individually wrapped them and went door to door to neighbors that have never spoken to me.

My mother, Maria, had a stroke a few years before our trip to Plains. Her health steadily declined after the stroke. We loved to take trips with the family and make memories. Mama’s health really didn’t allow us to continue week long trips to far destinations. So we began taking mini vacations on the weekends.

It was the last cold spring morning in the Upper Coastal Plains of southern Georgia. After stopping by the Waffle House in Americus for coffee and a biscuit

This all occurred after attending Jimmy Carter’s Sunday School Class on May 5th with our friends Dave and Sue Hall. I answered the Challenge at that Service to do something good when we returned home. I sold the Pot Belly Stove at a discounted price and felt this would be my good deed.

Good evening Jill! WOW! What an incredible day.President Carter’s lesson has been ringing in my ears since yesterday.

My mom often told me that the greatest president in her lifetime “is” President Jimmy Carter. “Just a really good man with a heart of gold. My mom loved him because of his devotion to helping all of mankind. He lives his life with meaning and on purpose.

President Carter helps step-up my game. My faith is essential. I hold to it like a grounding cable. Since I no longer see with my eyes, I conduct phone, text, voice mail messages to people on our prayer list, new members, missions team, and elected officials.

I have been fortunate to hear President Carter teach two lessons. Both times were moments of inspiration and displays of Christian love. Few people that have reached President Carter’s status in society understand how to share their wisdom and remain humble.

At the end of Sunday’s service of June 9th, Reverend Tony challenged us to raise our hand if we would commit to find someone in need to help in the coming days. I don’t know if anyone else raised their hand, but I did not because I don’t work that way.

I just spent my second Sunday volunteering at the picnic project, a meal program for struggling people, right in my own back yard. Sundays are unbearable after losing my husband. Now I am sweaty and tired and sleep well at the end of the day. Thank you, and happy anniversary.

I would park my car at the housing project across the street from the police station where I worked. There was never any spaces at the PD. The children from the projects would be playing in the cement covered lot full of junk and broken glass.

I attended your Sunday School class on June 9, 2019. The message included a challenge to do something good for another. A simple suggestion to bake a cake, keep half, and take the rest to a neighbor was given.

Dear Maranatha Baptist Church! I Love you and appreciate all that you do for God’s Kingdom!!!I sent this email out to all my contacts December 2015 after we attended your Sunday School Class.

I was born years after Jimmy Carter was president (1995 to be exact). My main goal in life is to meet as many presidents as possible. I was always fascinated by Jimmy Carter as a person and as a president.

Mr. Carter effected my life greatly. I came to see him several times. Always looking for his answers to many questions.. I was a nurse and a work-oholic for years.. Then one day God knocked me on my butt with a heart attack.

I have attended two of President Carter’s Sunday School lessons, and plan on attending a third lesson in June 2019. After I attended President Carter’s Sunday School class for the first time, I left Plains invigorated and ready to change aspects of my life for the better.

I was a student at Savannah State College (now Savannah State University) when President Carter ran for election. As a native Georgian I was so proud of the fact that I could vote for a President from my Home State. More important is that we also shared the same strong Christian beliefs.

In 1987 I’ve got the chance to come to the US as participant of a German educational program (Carl Duisberg Society). A few weeks after my arrival in Atlanta by chance I could listen at Emory University to a more than impressive speach by President Carter.

What an honor, what a privilege, what a mind trip to meet the person whom we admire so deeply.

It was such a awesome experience just a few week ago for both my Mother and I to visit Marantha Baptist Church and hear President Carter give the Sunday School Lesson Review inspiring everyone to make a difference in helping one another.