It has been several weeks since I have been to church. First I was out of town with my friend in a hotel room for a little mini break. The next week we had a guest who was leaving on Sunday morning and we didn’t feel like we could just say, ‘bye, we’re going to church’. So we saw him out, then had home church since it was too late to make it to our own. The next week I drove to Houston to take my SIL to her mangled-in-a-motorcycle-accident hubby.
This week my family and I were planning on attending, lest those at our church forget what we look like. But when I looked up what Ann’s class was doing today, my hopes deflated. They are having a Purim feast. Lots of food.
This is VERY common in my church. I have whined about it a lot here on the blog. It seems my church cannot teach about The Jesus without snacks.
The last two weeks we were actually at church (back in Sept) Ann had to come into our adult Sunday School class because there was food being passed out in her class. I’m not sure what 15 4th graders eating Hershey’s Milk Chocolate bars has to do with Jesus, but what do I know?
Really this post has no point other than to whine. We could have gone to Church I suppose. I could have stayed with Ann in her class and we could have observed from a spot in the back of the room. I grow weary of standing in a spot in the back of the room observing. So the boys took themselves to church and the girls and I are at home.
I just never thought I’d see my family so split on Sundays. Before Ann we always went to church together. We rarely missed a week. Now we miss a lot, and it seems when we are there, either I or Sir D have to stay in Ann’s class or she has to come into ours, and really, what’s the point? I know technically we could work around it, keep her with us; whatever. I just get tired of jumping through hoops at a church that really does not seem to care one way or another if it is a safe place for Ann to be. She’s only one kid, there are many others that are getting their needs met. They’re not going to change anything for the one. I have come to grips with this attitude from my church, but I don’t like it and it makes it hard for me to put forth the effort to get there with regularity, only to stand in the back of the room with Ann.
Okay, enough whining. Sorry. I hope you all enjoyed your Sunday services. I did enjoy my little Home Church today. We learned about The Jesus and there was no dairy involved.