Skywalker vs. The Apostle

 

        At church there is always a reading from the Old Testament, the Psalms and the gospels. One particular day the gospel reading was from Luke. Drew turned to me in all seriousness and wonder as he asked me if it was Luke Skywalker we were going to be reading about. He is a huge fan of Luke Skywalker so you can imagine his disappointment.

 

          The boys are always asking me when church is going to be over. I always tell them that it’ll be soon hoping that that will appease them. It rarely does but it’s what I use. One day we were singing the song we close church with every single week and Drew recognized it as the last hymn. As soon as the music stopped he jumped up, clapped his little hands and said in a voice that carried all through the sanctuary “Yay! Church is over!” I know that everyone else was thinking it but to have my kid shout it was not what I needed. Everyone chuckled and it was funny and precious but I do teach my kids manners, they just don’t always take hold.

 

           I wondered how long this next tradition would go on before it was questioned. Easter Sunday had come around and we had communion at church. As we received our wine a.k.a. grape juice my little boys were looking at it asking if it was really blood. "Why do we have to drink blood? That’s kind of gross, I don’t want to." I guess that they had finally listened to something in church and retained it. We were talking through the rest of church as I told them that it wasn’t really blood and that I wouldn’t have them drink blood because I am not a mom who practices pagan rituals. That didn’t go over as I’d hoped but since I did help prepare the Host for church that day I promised and crossed my heart that it was not actually Jesus’ blood but a representation of the Savior and his love for us. In the end, I drank mine first and that was enough to convince.