Who hasn’t had a crazy Sunday morning trying to get to church with kids? This blog entry by my friend Heather made me laugh so hard! I loved getting a peek of what it’s like to get all her girls ready (she has 4), especially since I only have boys. We spend considerably less time doing hair and coordinating outfits, and yet somehow we still manage to creep in at the back just before church starts (usually with an extra plastic snake or car hanging from somebody’s pockets).

It IS hard to get to church with kids. And to parents who have to do it alone, because of church callings, or because they are the only parent, it is even more amazing that you make it to church. My hat is off to you for your efforts. My husband had to work over Sundays for training for a few months, and I remember being exhausted after church trying to gather my 2 boys towards the car, while holding a squirming baby. Boy #2 (I’m still mad, can you tell?) darted out across the parking lot, and proceeded to run all the way across, ignoring my frantic calls. Luckily he wasn’t hit, but it was the straw that broke the camel’s back.  I went home bawling that day, swearing I’d never return alone again.

But as Heather describes, there really isn’t any other place that I want to be, or that I want my family to be at on Sundays. It brings a peace that you just can’t replace by staying home because it’s ‘easier’. Learning gospel principles and feeling the Lord’s love reminds me of my real purpose in being here, and brings great perspective as to why I had a family, and I am reminded that I need to draw on the Lord for strength more and complain less.

My sweet grandma used to tell me that she was sure angels walked the halways at church with the moms and dads holding fussy children. She was just sure that the parents (and even the fussy children) were being blessed for obeying, even though they didn’t hear much- and that the kids were learning by example to do what’s right, even when it is tiring. So thanks, Heather, for sharing this! It was very entertaining, and a good reminder of WHY I am willing to go through ‘Sunday chaos’ each week too.

Sunday Drama

By Heather Walker

Walking into church Sean and I congratulated ourselves out loud-

4 pair of panties for little buns-check

8 shoes on-check (oh, except Amelia (1 yr) already had hers off and
Sean was carrying them),

Lots of teeth brushed- check

4 heads of hair combed-check

A serious bag of cheerios- check

Our calling stuff-check

All four children- check
(once in a while someone slips through the cracks [Read more →]

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