Easy Like Sunday Mornin’

This weekend was fabulous. Fabulous I tell ya!! Fabulous like having a snow day when you have a test you didn’t study for. I did nothing but relax on Friday. And that was good. But Saturday, it was great. Granted, during the day I didn’t accomplish anything I was trying to accomplish. Manfriend’s gifts still haven’t been purchased. I still don’t have my book club book!! And dammit if I didn’t even get to look for new black boots.

Saturday evening, I volunteered with a group of friends. Where were we?? The juvenile detention center. And surprisingly, it was a lot of fun. When we got there as we stood waiting to be escorted from the lobby into the area we’d meet the kids, we realized we probably have zilch in common with these kids. What would we talk about?

Two burly men gone to get us and escort us into the room where we’d craft. Slowly three groups of kids came in. It was a mixed group or boys and girls ages 10-18. Like hard kids do, they swaggered in and took seats. But, they weren’t so hard. By the end, they sang a Christmas song, were dancing, and very child-like. I can’t think of any incidents that stood out–except so many of the girls were mothers. However, since Edwige was also there, maybe she can tell a better story.

Then Sunday I met two of my linesisters for brunch. One was here from Germany and the other is my front who lived up the street. Man, y’all, it started out at 12:30 and I didn’t get to my part of town until 9-ish. We had brunch, then went for dessert. And then to dinner!!!! It was really cool. I had a fabulous (Can you ever use ‘fabulous’ too much?) time!!! On my way home, I called up one of my neighbors and she was having folks over. So I stopped over there for wine and football, and card playing.

But, that’s not what this post is about. It is about Sunday mornings. Just like the title says. Go figure. This Sunday, like many Sundays, I caught a little TV church. I’m not opposed to TV church. For it allows be to combine two of my favorite past times (lying down and TV) with getting the ‘word’.

I don’t consider myself to be a religious person. More of a spiritual person. I have no lofty aspirations of joining the usher board or being a mother of the church. That being said, when I start popping out mini-me and ‘nem, we will go to church. No question about it!!! We will hit up some Sunday school, have a little post service fellowship time, and maybe in the summers a little vacation Bible School.

Why would I want my kids to participate in organized religion when pre-kids, as an adult, I don’t? Simple! I want my kids to believe there’s something higher. I want them to believe in something higher than what we see in this world. I want something to back up my words. Ya know?? I also want my kids to have a working knowledge of the Bible. I want them to be in the Easter Program and all that!!!! And maybe even some choir rehearsal on Thursday and Saturday!!! And where will I be?? Right there with them.

I am Catholic-Lite (Episcopalian). Will my kids be?? I have no idea. And I’m not even sure I will have them Christened. Because I want them to test out some religions and make their own choice. See, I don’t know how it works, but somehow, kids who go to church end up coming back to those basic ideas even if they don’t attend church regularly as adults. Sure they go through their rebellious phase. But as adults, they seem to be a bit more morally sound that the people who spent every Sunday morning playing soccer.

Now, the thing I haven’t figured out, with all my taking my kids to church, how will I manage?? Nothing about me says “Bible Beater Here”. And I know you can go to church without getting obsesses. And I know people at church are far from perfect. Even with that, I still feel like it’s a good place for kids. And my kids will be there every Sunday mornin’!