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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
Sunday, March 31, 2013
This morning...
THE EASTER BUNNY CAME TO TOWN
AND THEN WE WENT TO A NEW CHURCH
But we had to leave before it really began, because the seemingly never ending music was so INCREDIBLY LOUD. I was not only afraid for my newborn baby's eardrums but for the rest of the family's as well. I think they might have even had a smoke machine.
And they showed very violent scenes from "The Passion" on a three very big screens,
that Charley was just not ready for.
And Chuck was ill as a hornet all morning.
He might have thought the same thing about me.
We might have avoided speaking to one another from around 9:30 - 12:30.
And then it rained, and rained. So I was forced to do quick snapshots INSIDE the house.
I wanted to set my babies in the green grass for photos.
Oh well.
Wah, wah, wah. Right?
I have so much to be thankful for.
Even this...
I love this crying face baby.
And also, there's Jesus. I mean, come on.
Jesus, really went through some stuff for us.
I can't talk about it.
I'm very emotional about Jesus.
Ok, I'll talk about it.
Charley and I were reading Easter stories in her bed a few nights ago and I was explaining how Jesus, while in the Garden of Gethsemane, prayed to God, "God if you can take this away, if you can fix it where I don't have to go through this, then please do.
If you can't, then I'll do what I need to do."
Obviously I'm paraphrasing...
"My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will."
Luke 22:42
Charley and I talked about that a while. Maybe I'm wrong, but I assume, Jesus was a little afraid. He was human after all. That was real blood he shed for us. He hurt for us.
Then one thing led to another and we got to feeling really sorry for Peter. I mean Peter didn't mean to deny Christ. Not really. Peter loved Jesus, but he was scared. He had just seen his friend Jesus, beaten for claiming to be the son of God. I imagine Peter was very, very afraid. And before he knew it, he'd already said he didn't know Jesus THREE times. I bet when he heard that rooster crow, he thought, "He was right. Jesus was right. It was me. I denied Him." And he wept.
And then Charley and I wept.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Church Goers
This church is within walking distance from our house.
All of the churches we've visited are beautiful.
Most, hold so much history, and it is apparent that great effort has gone into preserving the history in each one. Tin ceilings, arched passageways, ornate stained glass, wooden pews, creaky hardwood.
We are a Christian family.
We understand the importance of attending church.
That's why we've been on a mission.
Our mission?
To find a good Bible believing church with and strong youth department.
Our church search has not been an easy one.
We've had a surprisingly difficult time trying to find a good fit for our family.
Through it we've learned, one of the most
important parts of church, is worshiping with those that you feel closest to.
Fellowship with those whom we feel most comfortable with.
Here in Mathews, we've found it difficult to make that connection.
There have been some who've been happy to reach out, attempt to pull us in, make us feel comfortable. Make us feel less like outsiders.
We really appreciate that.
But somehow we've still find it hard to really sync with any one congregation.
Sadly, most of the Baptist churches we've visited consist mainly of elderly folks.
While it was a blessing to experience each one of those churches, as parents we have to focus on the opportunities for our child to learn and grow in God's word.
I felt saddened leaving each one, thinking about the day when those churches will close the doors for the last time, having no new generation to carry on for them.
While it was a blessing to experience each one of those churches, as parents we have to focus on the opportunities for our child to learn and grow in God's word.
I felt saddened leaving each one, thinking about the day when those churches will close the doors for the last time, having no new generation to carry on for them.
While we're Southern Baptist by birth, we haven't let that limit us in our search.
We've visited the Methodists, Episcopalians, and Catholics.
Though the services were beautiful, we found ourselves lost in the motions,
never fully understanding, therefore never fully appreciating the process.
In the end we've decided, we deeply, deeply, miss Dwight Baptist Church.
Dwight Baptist is the church I grew up in.
There were a few years that I broke away during my parent's divorce and for a short time after, while trying to establish my independence, but Dwight Baptist will always feel like home to me. Chuck and I were not only comfortable there, but we learned so much, thus strengthening our faith and our family. Plus it's nice to know you can leak a few of your worries to one of your aunts and rest assured the whole congregation will have you on their prayer list by nightfall.
(Thankfully, one can be an out-of-towner and still be on the Dwight prayer list.)
We didn't make it to Dwight every time the doors were open,
but now, being so far from home, wish we had.
We have found one Methodist Church here in Virginia that we are going to try to insert ourselves into. Though the services were beautiful, we found ourselves lost in the motions,
never fully understanding, therefore never fully appreciating the process.
In the end we've decided, we deeply, deeply, miss Dwight Baptist Church.
Dwight Baptist is the church I grew up in.
There were a few years that I broke away during my parent's divorce and for a short time after, while trying to establish my independence, but Dwight Baptist will always feel like home to me. Chuck and I were not only comfortable there, but we learned so much, thus strengthening our faith and our family. Plus it's nice to know you can leak a few of your worries to one of your aunts and rest assured the whole congregation will have you on their prayer list by nightfall.
(Thankfully, one can be an out-of-towner and still be on the Dwight prayer list.)
We didn't make it to Dwight every time the doors were open,
but now, being so far from home, wish we had.
There is however, one downside to settling on one church.
I can no longer wear the same dress every, single, Sunday.
I can no longer wear the same dress every, single, Sunday.
Every. Sunday.
It's ok.
No one knows.
It's ok.
No one knows.
