Random Thoughts

Okay, I'll admit it. I've been a total loser when it comes to blogging. Honestly, I just haven't felt it lately. I guess since I've been in total limbo about the whole cancer lately, Ive been pretty uninspired. But, I have decided that instead of waiting on some major event in my life to write about, I would just start trying to write a little something each day about whatever was on my mind, cancer or not. So today I'm writing about church.

Today was Homecoming at church. Our church celebrated 55 years of existence. There were several people that had come "home" for the day. We had a combined service with everyone in one room today and it was Family Sunday. These last two facts are important for my story. First Family Sunday means that after Sunday School any kids that are older than Kindergarten get picked up and sent to sit with their parents during the service. Let's just say that getting Britton to sit still for an entire service without much of an outburst is quite a challenge. But today the new Children's Minister gave out coloring packets and crayons in Sunday School to keep the kids occupied. That was brilliant. My respect for her increased today.

Now on to the combined service. When we have a combined service both the Contemporary Service (or the Happy Clappy Service as it has been called) meets in the sanctuary with the Traditional Service (or the Old People Service). This is always interesting to put these two groups together. Whenever they are combined the worship music is either handled by the praise band from the Contemporary Service or its some strange conglomeration of both old and new music styles and sounds. But the interesting thing in all of this is to sit and watch the faces of the blue hairs as the band takes the stage with guitars and (insert the sound of gasping and fainting) drums. I'm convinced that before the service that someone hands out turd sandwiches for the old people to eat before the service. This is evident by the look on their faces during the worship music. For some reason if the feeble adult choir isn't singing "The Old Rugged Cross" then there's no way in heck that anything the praise band plays and sings could possibly stir any emotion or connection with Christ and his love and sacrifice for us. And actually, the more I think about it, it really pisses me off that those people cant get over themselves long enough to actually appreciate that there are some young people that are worshiping and loving the Lord and are excited about being in church. Wow, you are totally right, that is really something to look down upon. Not to mention, people actually leave the church after Sunday School if they know that we are having a combined worship service or if the youth are leading the worship because of all the rock and roll music. I can't think of a better way to be the hands and feet of Jesus. (Can you hear the sarcasm in my voice?) I'm gonna stop now. I'll come up with something else to rant about tomorrow.