Church

For the past two years I've felt like church is a chore to me. Going to church with little ones is tough. I feel like I spend more time making sure they aren't loud or doing something destructive than I do getting to hear God's word. Sometimes I wonder why I put myself through it and then I remember that my girls are getting something out of it; they are hearing God's word and learning it. I am setting a good example for them, and, plus, I know that one day we will all be able to go to church and actually be able to hear the Word together. That is what I want, so I've got to push through this.

A couple of weeks ago, we went to church in the morning and Mary Claire got to go to children's church, and that was nice for all of us. We were told that she sat on her square quietly and listened to them talk about the readings for that day. And that left Brian and me with just Molly to contend with and keep quiet and out of things. The problem with that is that we go to so many different masses due to our schedules that we hardly ever get to go to Sunday morning mass.

Well, we will survive and make it! This has just been heavy on my heart lately. Maybe I need to start reading the Bible?!?!