Yesterday was a very interesting day at church. Sofi led the devotional part of the service and was singing before the congregation. Her hubby Rob was working the projector and Aunt Becky sat behind me with Jake. I was very into the service and worshipping when I felt a tug on my skirt. I looked down to see that it was Jake. "Muma, can I sit with Naomi?" Naomi is Jakes new best friend. He has been on several playdates with her and her family attends the same church we pastor. I was reluctant but looked over at Naomi and her family and remembered the last time I said no,I discovered that Naomi had cried herself to sleep right there on the church pew, so I bent down and eye level with Jake said, "Jake, you can sit with Naomi, BUT you have to promise me you will be at your very best behavior." He looks at me wide eyed, there is no answer. I repeat,"Okay?" Jake finally but hesitantly responds, "Okay."My hubby is accompanying the singers and Jakes Mom is singing. His dad is working the projector in the music room and Aunt Becky is sitting behind me. I send Jake off and he runs over to Naomi who is waiting... all smiles. I return to worshipping and enjoying the devotion for a few minutes more before I start to worry about Jake and Naomi. I hope they are behaving I glance over to find Jake performing the only dance moves to the devotion. Some moves were familiar, ala John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever. I gasped and looked at the members who were sitting in the pews around him. They were very distracted and at the same time charmed by Jakes little performance. All eyes were on Jake. I walked as quickly as I could over to Jake, trying my best to avoid making a scene. I reach Jake and grab his hand and pull him to the back of the church. Me- "Jake, you can't dance in church"Jake- "Why?"Me- "Because....you just can't. People are trying to sing and worship and they are all looking at you."Jake-(delighted, puts his liitle open faced hand on his chest) Me?"Jake- (I'm irked and at the same time amazed by my grandson.) Slowly and as calmly as I could I said "Jake, you are going to go back and sit with Naomi and you are going to beh....."Jake ran off and joined Naomi on the second pew of the church.I composed myself, straightened my skirt and returned to the first pew where I was sitting before being distracted. I looked over at Hubby who mouths "Let him be" I'm frustrated and can't get back into worship. When did I become such a Fuddy Duddy?I felt bad, maybe I was too harsh with Jake. I looked over at my sweet little grandchild and I saw him repeating the SAME MOVES!!! *Sigh*I shrugged my shoulders. I gave up and then I tried really hard not to laugh.
My hubby reminds me of a famous quote
"Let the children come to the father for theirs is the kingsom of Heaven" -Jesus Christ
