The whole family just erupts this morning. We can’t control ourselves! We’re all fighting, and one child cries enormous tears while another screams, “You just make me so mad!”
I could have pretended that everyone was OK this morning. I wanted to! I really did. I could have wiped my daughter’s face and plastered a smile. Instead, I walk through the church doors and tell everyone what a mess we are today. Guess what? I’m not the only one. So many other families had horrible mornings.
We’re all a mess, and it feels so good to admit it.
Isn’t that what church is for?
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Was there fighting in your house this morning, too?
Why yes, it is!!! And I think I'm the messiest of them all.
“Beautiful the mess we are…” (from Amy Grant's – Better than a Hallelujah) Yup…We had a few misunderstandings this morning too…I think satan especially likes to stir the pot on Sunday mornings AND our message at church last week was exactly this… “church at it's best: is still messy”