Despite the fact that my sweet little baby was sick most of last week, we did have a lovely Easter weekend, spending time together. Friday night we rented Moneyball which we enjoyed, and Saturday I was just being Mrs. Gentry--shopping and keeping my house. This weekend's target was the junk drawer. I was tired of junk falling down into the cabinet below anytime I opened one of them to dig for something.
That probably never happens at your house. It no longer does at mine. For a few days, at least.
Anyway, Sunday we took Jack into church with us. He had been fever free for two days, but I didn't want people to see his terrible rash and judge me for being the mother who plunked her sick kid down in the nursery (despite the fact that the doc said he was no longer contagious.) So he got to come to Big Church, followed by Sunday school with mama. Being a special occasion, we figured, why not?
SIDE NOTE: Do other Christian denominations call the main worship service Big Church when referring to it with little kids, or is that a Baptist thing? I'm sheltered in this respect, so please help a sister out with the knowledge.
Easter road trip.
After church we headed down to Corsicana, my hometown, for lunch with my parents, grandparents, and aunt and uncle. Traditional ham, of course. Next year, Jack will be old enough to hunt eggs, so hunt he shall.
I know a lot of smoke is blown around new Easter outfits (I had one) and candy and bunnies and such, but for the Christian, this day celebrates the foundation of our faith. Jesus Christ, born of a virgin, fully man and fully God, walked the earth, was crucified for our transgressions--the wrath that I should have suffered for my sins, poured out on Him on the cross--dead and buried, but now alive! And I am forgiven. I loved this post that Melissa wrote on the Living Proof blog about examining and dwelling on the separate events of that week, remembering God's ordained time to save His children. It is major.
Our Redeemer is risen, indeed.
That probably never happens at your house. It no longer does at mine. For a few days, at least.
Anyway, Sunday we took Jack into church with us. He had been fever free for two days, but I didn't want people to see his terrible rash and judge me for being the mother who plunked her sick kid down in the nursery (despite the fact that the doc said he was no longer contagious.) So he got to come to Big Church, followed by Sunday school with mama. Being a special occasion, we figured, why not?
SIDE NOTE: Do other Christian denominations call the main worship service Big Church when referring to it with little kids, or is that a Baptist thing? I'm sheltered in this respect, so please help a sister out with the knowledge.
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After church we headed down to Corsicana, my hometown, for lunch with my parents, grandparents, and aunt and uncle. Traditional ham, of course. Next year, Jack will be old enough to hunt eggs, so hunt he shall.
I know a lot of smoke is blown around new Easter outfits (I had one) and candy and bunnies and such, but for the Christian, this day celebrates the foundation of our faith. Jesus Christ, born of a virgin, fully man and fully God, walked the earth, was crucified for our transgressions--the wrath that I should have suffered for my sins, poured out on Him on the cross--dead and buried, but now alive! And I am forgiven. I loved this post that Melissa wrote on the Living Proof blog about examining and dwelling on the separate events of that week, remembering God's ordained time to save His children. It is major.
Our Redeemer is risen, indeed.
I have always called it Big Church, and my husband teases me about it! He had never heard that before I came along, but we both grew up in the Church of Christ. Maybe it is somewhat of a tradition there as well.
ReplyDeleteHmm, my cousins grew up and still are Church of Christ. I'll have to survey them too!
DeleteIt's always been Big Church for me, too, but I'm also Baptist.
ReplyDeleteFor as far back as I can remember, that's what my parents called it. Sounds like it's a hit or miss thing with other denominations, but definitely Southern Baptists from different areas call it that. Interesting!
DeleteHey! Thanks for stopping by my blog :) I'm Lutheran and I have to say I've never heard the term "big church" before. But I like it! Have a great day!
ReplyDeleteI think it is a fitting phrase, especially for the littles. Thank you for your comment!
DeleteMethodists have "Big Church," too. James' first time will be this Sunday when we have Will Christened. Y'all feel free to pray for us. Ha!
ReplyDeleteOh my! Little kiddos cannot stay still during those things! Good luck!
DeleteCatholics just call it Church, and you capitalize it. And the kids ALWAYS go unless someone had the foresight or thoughtfulness to build a cry room somewhere. The church, oh wait, Church, we attend as a family has nothing of the sort and my poor children are two of the few who are not allowed to play on a parent's iPhone or read Judy Moody books during the service. Bree is allowed to read from a selection of Sunday-School-ish books because she is three and I'm a realist when it comes to what you can actually expect of a kid her age, but Carly is expected to follow along in the missal and to actually sing with sounds coming out of her mouth. On days when the homily (sermon) is about fundraising for the new cathedral in Raleigh, I'm thankful we take this hard line with her because she at least gets a little of the Actual Word. =)
ReplyDeleteI could go on a major rant here about children being allowed to play video games or on phone during church. But I'm tired, so we'll save that one for another day. :)
DeleteMy parents made me sit up and pay attention, although I have to confess my mother taught me how to draw stick figures in the early service during the sermon. God did not bless that. My stick figures are still terrible.
I don't call it Big Church (I was raised Presbyterian but we go to a Methodist Church) ... but it makes sense to me! Thanks again for guest posting! Loved having you!
ReplyDeleteI hope you are having a wonderful vacation and recovering well from last week!
DeleteThat road trip reminds me of something...It is probably that MINNESOTA trip we SPONTANEOUSLY took last week because Steve's Grandmother died. :( It was actually good time for us to be with JUST US and other close family some of the time. AND YES, it's "BIG CHURCH." Of course, we are Baptist as well (as ya know). :) LOVE reading your blog. HATE WHEN SICKNESS INVADES MY CHILDREN'S BODIES!!!!! Especially viruses- The lack of medicines for them is so discouraging.
ReplyDeleteYou are cracking me up. Viruses make you feel so helpless! I'm sorry about Steve's grandmother and the long drive. Glad you made it safely. Car trips make for excellent family memories!
DeleteALSO, your pediatrician ROCKS! I am sooo jealous!
ReplyDeleteShe does rock. We love her!
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