I don’t know why, because when I go to church, I find it really entertaining. Of course, it helps that I have a 6 year old with me who will say or do anything in church.
Last week my family sat in the very last row of our Presbyterian church. My 9-year-old son was ensconced in Diary of A Wimpy Kid book (hey, he’s reading, right?) while my daughter alternated between her sticker book and coloring book.
For 15 minutes.
Which left 45 minutes to hang out with her.
A couple in front of us couldn’t keep their hands off each other. The woman kept running her fingers through her boyfriend’s hair.
Sydney watched. And watched.
Finally, she spoke up.
“Why is that girl doing THAT?” she asked.
“Uh, I don’t know. Shh!”
“Maybe they’re boyfriend and girlfriend?”
“Uh, I think so. Shh!”
“That is WEIRD!”
Later, communion was served. There were two highlights.
First, my kids starting panting at the thought that the bread was some sort of snack to tide them over til lunch. Hellooooo, Body of Christ, kids!
Second, Sydney got impatient while the wine was passed out.
“What’s taking so long?”
“They’re passing it around so everyone can get a glass,” I replied.
“It’s not glass, Mom. It’s plastic,” she told me holding up her plastic cup of juice. I think she even said, “Pffft.”
So the next time you’re thinking about how boring church can be, remember to sit by my kids. They’ll liven it right up for ya. Hallelujah!
Do you go to church? How do your kids behave there?
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