Sunday with My Son

Just a Mommy post:

Today I’ve done something I’ve never done before, said goodbye to my hubby as he left at 7am to be at church for sound and set-up…then rolled over and went back to sleep.  🙂  After a packed weekend of travel for a friend’s wedding, we arrived home late last night and Dutch was exhausted, I felt a sore throat coming on, and since we only have one car (I know, I know, we need to just quit being stubborn and buy another car!), it meant getting Dutch up early and keeping him up through his nap yet another day.  So…basically I prayed last night and felt like maybe the best option was for Dutch and me to have a quiet church service at home.  I vascillated, Jeff insisted, and the rest is history…we stayed home.

I never could have expected what a sweet morning it would be with my boy.  I slept in, stayed in my pjs, then got Dutch up who was still in his wedding clothes from the night before.  After we ate a leisurely oatmeal breakfast and took a bath, I explained that today was the day that we normally go and worship God with all the other people, because it is the Lord’s special day, but that today we were going to have a special church service at home, just Dutch and Mommy, and we were going to read our Bibles and pray together.  When I said this he ran into the living room and grabbed his little children’s Bible and brought it to me and pointed to our little spot on the floor next to the couch.  My heart melted.  Really?!  Was this actually going to work!  We read through about 1/3 of his whole Bible (not many preachers get through a 1/3 of the Bible in one Sunday morning! :-), and then we played a little more.  Then I thought I’d really give a challenge and told him now we were going to each sit and read our own Bibles, Dutch with his and Mommy with hers and we were going to sit on the couch and read quietly.  To my amazement he crawled up and snuggled next to me on the couch and opened his Bible and we sat there and read our Bibles for almost 15 minutes together…ok is this the most precious moment a mommy could ask for?  Then we prayed together (ok, he closed his eyes for one second, then watched me pray), and then he went back to playing while I finished my Bible reading.  Then he got to have a trip to the park to play because he was so good.  After a mommy-low-point yesterday (at the wedding a perfect stranger walked up and informed me that Dutch had BITTEN her son…oh dear), I was thankful for a treat like this.

Anyway, I know it’s a small thing, but I was just so blessed to have a special morning at home with my boy.  Later we picnicked on the back deck and ate popscicles in the sunshine.  Yes, later he filled his dump truck full of dirt and then dumped it on the floor inside…but hey, he is still a little boy!

So I’m thankful today for my special little church service with my boy. I LOVE attending Sunday worship celebrations with God’s people, and I take seriously the exhortation to “not forsake the assembling of ourselves together”, but for just this day I am so thankful for the freedom we have in Christ, that WE are the church, and that He meets with us even in the little things of life, little things like a morning at home with my son.