My Sunday was not as great as I would have liked it to be. It was a beautiful morning. I slept til I couldn't anymore. I ate breakfast. I felt good. I went to church. Maybe I should just not talk to anyone at church anymore.
Just because you are 45, have grown kids, and have lived longer than me doesn't mean that I don't know anything and just don't understand.
Don't tell me I don't know how things around the church work.
I have experiences with the church. Yes, they were different than yours, but don't tell me that I just don't understand and can't until I'm older and experience more.
And don't tell me I don't know anything about kids.
I may not have kids yet, but I'm the oldest of four BOYs. I've babysat for all kinds of kids since I was 10. I've overseen a youth program for kids 3-12 for three years. I taught Junior High and preschool. I help out with nieces, nephews, and friends kids all the time. I may not have my own and when I do I might not do it perfectly, but don't tell me I just don't understand how kids are. I've experienced plenty more than most people my age.
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You always leave me wishing for me details! What the blazes did you say and what did they say? You make me crazy for gossip!
Also, your tag "rough church day" describes 90% of my Sundays. I should ask to be released from all callings. I can do them (half of them) but it takes SO much out of me, leaves little for my family the rest of the day. Day of rest ... pshaw, not in THIS church. We need some revamping.
WHAT????!!!!?????? What kind of moron said that? And what sort of conversation were you having that the subject could even be broached.
Call me tomorrow. I want details, and you need to vent!!!!!
The lesson was on Charity (I think). And from what I heard (when trying not to throw up) it sounded okay, but when they got to the service part I turned to this lady (that I've known for a while) and commented that it would be all wonderful if everyone that said they were going to do service actually did it. It would be better that they just not do it than do it grudgingly.
And then after church, outside, my mom and her made some comment about kids at the grocery store and how sad it is to see a kid do a nose-dive over the side of the cart. I said those carts with the plastic cars on the front for the kids work great. Just meaning that they have less far to fall. And that's when I got lectured on the kid things. It was just a long day.
That's ridiculous. You saw how the Monkey was sooooooo happy and cooperative in car-style grocery cart! I wouldn't have tried it if you hadn't suggested it, and it's been a lifesaver.
Some people's entire identity is wrapped up in being a mother (or a mother/officious church lady), and being a *better* mother than anyone else. They can't handle the possibility that someone else has ideas that they didn't -- and certainly not someone half their age.
I'm sorry it was a rough day.
I think its a little sad that we can't have our own opinions about stuff. its harder and harder to have our own identity's anymore and not get sucked into the mob.
Aren't we all individuals with our own experiences? and can't we experience things differently??
I just wish people wouldn't preach about perfection and just let us be who we are.
JJ has a very interesting point to ponder. Is perfection one thing, one ideal we should all strive for? Or is perfection a unique expression by each individual. That commandment in Matt 5 "Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father, which is in Heaven, is perfect" - I don't think it's a stand alone commandment, but the conclusion of loving everyone, brothers, enemies, really offensive and inconsiderate people at church ... God knows we are all going to make mistakes in our behavior and we have repentance, thanks to the Savior and the atonement, as we learn our lessons, but, I think perfection is more truly loving people as they are, flaws and all, than adhering to a strict code of identical behavior. Of course, as we learn to love and accept people, we treat them more in line with how the commandments suggest, so I guess it's a circle, a chicken and egg thing. Maybe some people get their hearts in line first, then obey commandments, maybe some obey commandments and their hearts come into line ... I don't know.
Thinking out loud in other's comment boxes, sorry ... Inspiring, y'all are.
Mrs. B-
I like your idea that perfection is loving people as they are. And I do think that as we love/accept/get to know them we treat people with the respect that they deserve. I also know that I do both; get my heart in line sometimes and other times obey commandments first. It just depends on how stubborn I am being, I think.
Oh, and you can think out loud in my comment box anytime.
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