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 so...