Sunday, January 27, 2008

Our Poor Claire

Our poor Claire got sick twice last night around midnight. I'm fairly certain that it didn't have anything to do with dog food, since I took that video a couple of weeks ago. So, BJ and Dad went to the new church without the girls and me, lest we infect the entire nursery with some stomach bug. That is not the way to make a good first impression.

The church is called St. Andrew's. BJ wondered what Andrew was the saint of. I suggested that perhaps he's the patron saint of not calling (and only a few of our friends will get that... Hi Matt!). I didn't even realize that Methodists had saints, but there you go. (According to wikipedia he was a disciple. I guess even protestants agree that the original disciples get to be saints... He's also the patron saint of Scotland. Huh.)

They liked it. Dad said that it wasn't the best sermon on first Corinthians that he'd ever heard, and I said, "Hey, after 2000 years, I'll bet it's not easy to come up with new material."

Why is it that the traditional service is always at zero dark thirty, and the contemporary (aka. disco) service is always at 10:30 or 11 am? Can't those of us who like traditional music sleep in once in a while? I do not want to go to church and sing songs that I've seen on infomercials. It's. Just. Wrong. It seems to me that, to be fair, they should rotate it weekly, so that the disco people have to get up early every other week.

Now you know why we're still looking for a church, even though I've lived here for 10 years (and BJ's been here 14).

Anyway, I had to get a book out of Dad's room this morning, and I came out and said, "It's going to be a real 'circle of life' moment when I have to tell you to clean your room, isn't it?" He laughed. He's grounded. :)

1 comment:

Barbara said...

Hahaha I am almost positive the church my sister attends in Plano is called St. Andrew's too. It never dawned on me that I had no clue who Andrew is the Saint of. I never even questioned it. I will ask Debbie. I bet she doesn't know either. Ha!

M&T go to a Lutheran church that is VERY contemporary, all the Lutherans in town call it "the rock 'n roll church". It's has some quaint little round tables with bar stools like a coffee shop and a big stage with 3 huge concert like projector screens. Chairs instead of pews, etc. It is a little strange, even for someone like myself who normally does not attend church.

I am sorry to hear that C is sick...is she any better today? Has MG caught any of her germs yet? (knock on wood)

Love, B