So, today was a particularly trying day at church. In between quiet scoldings and "try that again, and I'll..." glances I found myself questioning the importance of church attendance. And, like any logical person trying to answer a difficult query I made a pros and cons list. Here it is:
Pros of attending church:
1- Spiritual upliftment and edification (okay, not always, but I'll take whatever bits and pieces I can get).
2- Getting to meet and know members of the still new ward.
3- Listening to my sweeties sing (applies to Mother's Day, Father's Day and program day only).
4- Having the sweeties teachers come up to me and tell me how smart they are.
5- Teaching the dearies that going to church is just what we do on Sunday.
Cons of attending church:
1- Having to listen to my two year old yell "nipples, nipples" during the passing of the sacrament. (Don't ask me where he learned this...cause I don't know).
2- Trying to get my two year old to stop crooning the Imperial March at the top of his lungs during the sacrament.
3- Trying to explain to a two year that I am, in fact, his brother and sister's mother as well as his (today this was a particularly touchy subject...again, I have know idea where this came from).
4- Trying to coax at least three of the four children to please go to class.
5- Sitting out in the hall with at least one or two children who ignored their mother's plea to please go to class.
6- Sitting in the hallway with an over-tired two year old who keeps screaming "I don't want to go to stupid nursery".
7- Reminding every. one. of. my. children. to. please. be. reverant.
8- Realizing that in a month and a half I will have another child to attend to at church...anyone have a valium?
Normally, when the cons far outweigh the pros a decision would be easy. But this situation is obviously different, as I can't just stop going to church because my list tells me to. Therefore, I will heed the counsel I've been taught, ironically from attending church, that is "a person will not be tried more than they can handle". And I will remember this counsel next week when I am tempted to walk out during the sacrament with a "nipple screaming", "Imperial March singing" two year old in tow. Wish me luck.