On Sunday morning, our church did something different. All the kids classes were cancelled and everyone (ages 0-100) attended the service together. There was music, a laughter-filled puppet show, a children’s story, and family communion. Afterward, everyone sat outside and ate pie. Children were everywhere the whole time – babies toddling, little ones skipping through the grass, and older kids impressing their friends. It was a beautiful scene. (I should have taken a picture w/ my phone).
I liked that “family way” of doing church. I liked it when the elderly great-grandma with the crinkly smile shook my daughter’s hand. I liked seeing children bop up and down the steps to the music.
“I wish we could always be together like this at church,” I told Tim afterward.
At 3 o’clock, we went to a neighborhood party. Five families. Fourteen kids under age 8. Awesome.
The whole caravan went trick-or-treating together. Our 4-year-old dressed up as Cinderella. Our 19-month-old was the cutest cowgirl in the wild, wild west. After awhile, we sat in our driveway. Our 4-year-old yelled, “Candy! Can–deee!” to all the people passing by. She even dumped HER entire trick-or-treating bag into the bowl to hand out to other costumed kids.
In the end, we DID celebrate. We celebrated Christ. We celebrated friendship. We celebrated the fun of dressing up.
This morning, our 4-year-old woke up and said, “Why does Halloween have to be only ONE day?” I couldn’t help but smile.
We may not always celebrate October 31st exactly like this, but this year it seemed just right.
“FUN” Question: What is your absolute favorite candy?
“SERIOUS” Question: If you attend church, are children welcomed in the service or do they attend separate classes? What would be your preference?