The power of Christ compels you...to go to church, you filthy heathens!
Daddy and I are not aggressively spiritual or religious people, but we have always agreed that we wanted our kids to be brought up in the church. We were, both of us. We think it's good for families, and especially good for kids, to celebrate churches, what they do and what they stand for. We don't belong to a church in town yet, but we have one that we go to, when we go to church. It suits us well, and we like the pastors a lot. But I say "when we go", because to this point we have probably been there 5 times since we moved to town. We feel pretty guilty, but have thus far avoided going for two major, troublemaking reasons. Perhaps you can guess their names.
We are a bit ridiculous in that we don't do the church nursery. I realize it is a lifesaver to many people. To us, it is a debacle. Our babies throw a fit when we try to leave them there all by their lonesomes, surrounded by new-to-them toys and willing grownups. And so church tends to be a loud and stressful affair. Every time we go, we realize we are not ready to keep two fussy boys silent, because somehow we always forget that roll of duct tape.
Last Sunday morning I brought up church again. We probably think about it every week before blowing it off. But last week we managed to gather ourselves and many toys and snacks in time and went. Isaac and Jacob were the most perfectly behaved children you have ever seen, eating snacks, coloring, playing with toys quietly. Mostly, though, they just wanted to be held. The four of us sat or stood as a huddled bunch for almost the entire service. We were complimented on our angel children by a mom sitting in our pew as she wrestled with her typical 3-year-old.
It was so lovely that I ventured to do it again, by myself this time. Again, they did fine. We were helped by my ignorance of the church's "summer schedule", which began, oh, today. Where usually late service begins at 10:45, today it started at 10. We rolled in just as the offering plate was coming around. We got to take communion together, sing a song, and then jet. Piece of cake!
Here they are when we got home, Jakey's shirt newly untucked. Aren't they just so handsome?
We are a bit ridiculous in that we don't do the church nursery. I realize it is a lifesaver to many people. To us, it is a debacle. Our babies throw a fit when we try to leave them there all by their lonesomes, surrounded by new-to-them toys and willing grownups. And so church tends to be a loud and stressful affair. Every time we go, we realize we are not ready to keep two fussy boys silent, because somehow we always forget that roll of duct tape.
Last Sunday morning I brought up church again. We probably think about it every week before blowing it off. But last week we managed to gather ourselves and many toys and snacks in time and went. Isaac and Jacob were the most perfectly behaved children you have ever seen, eating snacks, coloring, playing with toys quietly. Mostly, though, they just wanted to be held. The four of us sat or stood as a huddled bunch for almost the entire service. We were complimented on our angel children by a mom sitting in our pew as she wrestled with her typical 3-year-old.
It was so lovely that I ventured to do it again, by myself this time. Again, they did fine. We were helped by my ignorance of the church's "summer schedule", which began, oh, today. Where usually late service begins at 10:45, today it started at 10. We rolled in just as the offering plate was coming around. We got to take communion together, sing a song, and then jet. Piece of cake!
Here they are when we got home, Jakey's shirt newly untucked. Aren't they just so handsome?
posted by Claire at 11:40 AM
7 Comments:
I'm proud of you Mom! All by your self, you and the boys went. You're braver than I ever was. Have you checked out the Sunday School situation yet?
What's that look on their faces:-)--too cute--it looks like they planned to smile a certain way TOGETHER! Love ya lots! Meemaw
Is that halos I see. Me thinks it is. LUV, Mamaw
definitely cute.
I LOVE how the first comments are from Meemaw and Mamaw- all those years of taking you both to church is paying off! I believe this is an example of reap what you sow:-)
p.s. that little nephew of yours Jonas was such a precious little bundle to hold when I saw him last week.
Oh, Yvette, you take the words right out of my mouth about the grandmas and their churching. They have taught us well.
And I AM SO STINKING JEALOUS of you. I really hope I get to see Jonas sooner rather than later.
I feel your pain on the church thing. While Ben will finally go to the Sunday School without screaming, I won't put Simon in the nursery just yet... he's way too separation anxiety prone and I just can't handle it. Anywho, church also falls right during naptime right now and thus, we have not been since Easter... (sigh)
Oh my goodness they are so cute! I could just eat them! We have been desperately looking for a church to take our kids too. Everyone is Mormon here, thus only Mormon churches. We'd have to drive nearly and hour and a half to go to the church we'd like to. We need to move.
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