Sunday

Two weeks ago my kids asked at the dinner table on a Friday evening if we could start going to church again. When asked why they responded with enthusiasm that they wanted to learn more about God and Jesus. I suppose my answers to their questions are just not enough anymore. So I agreed and since we had been planning for forever to try out the little church right down the street from us we figured that it was a good time to go. So Sunday morning we got up and dressed (both girls in dresses and gladly agreed to put them on and need I say this was a first in a long time) and off to the little church down the street we go. The kids attended Sunday school first and Kenneth and I wandered and talked with other members in the fellowship hall around the coffee pot while we waited for Sunday School to be over. Everyone seemed very nice and very welcoming. Then came the church service. Now this is the part that could make it or break it for me but learning that the retired priest from the church that I went to when I was a child now is a member here made me feel a bit more comfortable. We all entered and I was happy to see that the church had the thirteen stations of Christ on the walls around and that there was Holy water in the font at the door made me feel even more happy. (more happy? well, you get my drift) I was very pleased with the rest of the service too. It is "high" Episcopal, for those who don't know, basically it is as Catholic as you can get and still be Episcopalian. It is similar to the services I remember as a child. Haha, when we got back from the alter from taking communion, Caroline asked me, "Did we just get married?". Too cute.

The church has a big children's program which not only includes sunday school but also a children's literagy during the service. The kids go out for literagy just before the readings and come back after the sermon and before communion. It is perfect so Kenneth and I can sit and listen and not be worried about the kids getting wrestless. They also have a Wednesday evening program for the kids in the fall and spring (we missed it this spring) and they have an active EYC.

Well, we have made it there two weeks in a row; a record for this family in quite a while. The kids love it and Kenneth tolerates it. So we are back and it feels good.