Sunday, July 13, 2008

Finger Puppets

Today was one of those days that really made me stop and think. 

Sundays are always potentially difficult (especially when I have to teach).  Blake’s not there to lend a helping hand and I tend to feel overwhelmed before the day even begins.  Today was no different.  We arrived at church a little late, and unfortunately found space only in the front row.  Dane was in one of his mischievous moods… right off he made his way to the stairs in the front where the speakers are seated.  Don’t worry, I was on it.  I quickly retrieved him….but he didn’t waste much time before grabbing the bag of teddy grahams and taking off at lightening speed.  In front of the entire congregation he frantically waved the bag back and forth over his head causing A LOT of bears to fly in every which direction.  Embarrassedly I picked him up, sat back down and held him close.  I was afraid to go pick up the teddy grahams, picturing Dane following after me and crushing the aftermath into a million pieces on the floor.  Kindly, a few ladies quickly came to my rescue.  Dane continued to wreak havoc. He just would not sit still.  Again, very kindly, a family behind us took out darling little finger puppets and did a wonderful job entertaining my little munchkin.  And, sensing my frustration, a sweet friend sitting on the other side of the row took Evy under her wing and occupied her for the remainder of the meeting.

On our way to primary, Evelyn melted down, claiming she did not want to go to class. After bribes, threats and various other parenting techniques had failed, I was feeling desperate. But a good friend of ours witnessed the whole thing and offered to take her along with him to his class.  Evelyn was ecstatic. Dane fell asleep in the stroller before Young Women started and Evelyn did not cause much stir in Sunday School.

I left church with a warm heart;  feeling blessed rather than frustrated.  I felt so grateful for these kind people who went out of their way to make my day a little easier. 

I think when I’m older and my children have grown, I’ll bring a bag of finger puppets along to church with me and help a young mother in need.