My sweet boy, all dressed up and ready for his first time to church!
It has been a New Year's resolution of ours for three years now. And for three years, we have failed. All the typical excuses: we like to relax on our weekends, we had a baby, too busy, we moved, we had two babies, we're tired, on vacation, taking it easy, had three babies, really tired, etc. But for some time now, I have been yearning for a church home for my family, for myself.
I didn't grow up going to church every single Sunday like my husband did. We did join a church once I was in middle school, but when we moved to Iowa when I was a sophomore in high school, we were didn't go regularly again. So I don't have a biblical education like Scott does. Sometimes I'm embarrassed about it. Like it's something I really ought to know, but just don't. And that's something that I should be teaching my children. That's one of the reasons I haven wanted to join a church. I want Brantley, Grayson, and Bennett to be raised in church, to learn about God and Jesus from an early age, so they are comfortable with their faith.
I also have felt like I need to learn how to "let go and let God." I wouldn't call myself a "control freak," but I do like to have a firm handle on things going on in my life. But we all know that we are not the ones in control. I need to learn more about God, learn how to trust and depend on Him through good and bad times, learn how to live my life by honoring Him, and praise Him.
And I love the idea of having a "church family." Having friends through church, a support system, people that you chat with and see on a regular basis. People that will help us on this journey, without judging the places we are in our spiritual lives and be there when we need assistance along the way.
So, we went to church yesterday morning, which is a start. We liked where we went and decided that we would try it again next week, which, I think, is a good start. The kids actually love going to the nursery, and it's nice to sit in church with Scott and listen to the message without being preoccupied and/or multitasking. I actually felt very close to his during the service today and proud to be his wife. Not that I don't always feel like that (because I do), but I don't often have the opportunity to sit down with him one on one, and be conscious and present in the moment with those thoughts. Another good reason to go to church.
So, we are still a work in progress as far as this goes, and obviously it's not a choice we can just make overnight. But, we are working towards improving our life as a Christian family, and I am working towards being a more Christian mom, wife and woman. And I'm pretty proud of that.
Stay tuned for our progress towards finding our church home. :)