Potluck Ponderings

This article popped up in my facebook newsfeed this morning and brought back many memories.   It's hard, and although I never got a concussion wrestling my children, there were many moments of feeling as if I'd never again worship without MANY distractions or without worrying about disturbing EVERYONE around us. I'm not sure folks look at our kids now sitting (mostly) quiet and (mostly) involved in worship understand the consistent struggle of the early years. We learned not to sit near those adults/teens with ADD, who might turn around frequently as we wrestled in the pew with our kid, not to add to their distraction. We assumed the best intentions and understood they didn't despise our children but truly struggled to remain engaged in worship themselves. There were friends we learned not to sit near (our kids + their kids = total chaos).   We learned (slowly) to prepare our kids (and ourselves) for worship on Saturday.  We spent the time needed to l...