The Church of Pudding

This morning we went to church for the first time in several months, and there is no reason WHY we didn’t go to church for several months other than: Laziness. (Sure, we moved. BUT, we also watched a lot of Sunday Morning on CBS. The moving? Smooth sailing. Sunday Morning on CBS? It can be recorded and is just as enjoyable on Sunday afternoon.)

Today was the perfect day to go back. We talked about what’s going on in Ferguson and we talked about how some stories (both Biblical and present day) don’t always end the way we want them to end (clean and tidy and happy), but everything certainly happens for a reason and it’s up to us to live fully and ask questions and offer kindness to everyone regardless of their age or socioeconomic status or sexual orientation or political affiliation or whether or not they like raspberry filling in their birthday cake. We’re all different and those individual differences are often amazing and these are the things we teach our kids when they’re tiny, but then too many of us forget about it and live in a different way because it’s entirely too easy to be lazy. It’s entirely too easy to be mean.

(Please know that I’m not singing this stuff to you because I think you’re NOT living the way you should. I think we’re all right where we need to be right now. Tweaking is voluntary. Also, I LIKE raspberry filling. My kids? Not fans of raspberry filling.)

One more thing: Big things are going to happen very soon in St. Louis, and I couldn’t be happier to be part of a church who believes in justice and peace and living in ways that inspire change both locally and beyond.

I’m turning off comments for this one. Just know that I’m in a much better place right now than I’ve been for the past several months, and I hope your weekend has been a great one. (I ran out of my favorite tea, but we had a really pretty snowfall. It all works out.) ‘ ‘ ‘text/javascript’>