Moments That Interrupt Worship

I had several of them yesterday. 

First of all, 

taking two boys to church on my own

while it is easier than when they were little,

is still daunting. 

Now they have to sit through part of the service.

And they fidget. 

A lot. 

I am not sure which came first. 

Tyler fells the call, 

not from God, 

the bathroom call.

It is right outside the sanctuary.

Apparently, he sings during the call. 

Not lovely praise songs, 

really loud and twangy country songs

that about the last three rows of church were hearing loud and clear 

during the pastor's prayer. 

I leave, 

open the door to the bathroom

which only makes the singing louder,

and 

drag him back into church

shushing him all the way. 

The second jaw-dropping epiphany of the morning...

again, not really from God,

is that Bible School is only a week away!  

Honestly, I think that moved it as some cruel practical joke. 

I obsetssed. 

The backdrop needs painted, 

the decorations need up and 

oh my gosh...

what am I going to do for snacks?   

I leaned over and whispered to Shawnee,

"Is she off a week in what she is saying?"

To which Shawnee assured me

in that condescending, 

dealing with a crazy mother tone,

that no VBS is only a week away. 

I know the tone. 

I have way more years experience with it than she does! 

So, I formulate a plan,

while I am listening to the sermon

and 

trying to find some relevance in it

to my current circumstance,

of which there is none. 

Gather the children 

and we are off to bowling. 

Regroup, 

have a fun afternoon,

and 

evening

until I shuffle little boys home 

after

bowling

pizza,

sprinkler,

side by side ride,

ice cream, 

hot tub, 

popcorn,

20 more steps on the Blue Thunder Lego model

and

The Wizard of Oz.

And then, 

I drag out the fish. 

Luckily, 

I did have people cut a lot of these out for me

way early in the year, 

when 

Son Treasure Island 

was but a far in the future

thought. 

And I cut and glued and drew and 

cut and glued and drew some more...

and 

as of them morning have 304 fish. 

Another 700 or so and I will be done. 

and 

JWS

ever the optimist, 

says,

"Don't look it as how quick it is coming, 

look at it like you gained an extra week 

in the summer!""

Sometimes

I could kick him in the shins!