Sunday Cinnamon Buns & Sunday School
How a simple baking tradition became a sweet way to gather friends after church.
Every Sunday after service, I set out a tray of warm cinnamon buns on the kitchen counter. The smell fills the whole house — buttery, sugary, and somehow full of grace.
What started as a treat for my little cousins turned into a weekly "Bid for a Bun" moment: friends place gentle bids, and the winner takes home the last golden roll. All proceeds go to our church youth fund.
It is silly, it is girly, and it is deeply good. Faith and flour can live in the same kitchen.