Today at church I entertained some (quite probably blasphemous) thoughts. I was bursting to share them, but I restrained myself throughout the beautiful, music playing softly in the background lesson on Jesus Christ, our chosen Leader and Savior.
As soon was we walked in the door afterwards, rushing to change into comfortable clothes (pajamas) and to make lunch for the family before we just stuffed our faces out of the refrigerator, I told Tom my thoughts and he listened, nodded and then we started talking about something else.
He was in a grumpy mood today, but he was still the only person I could tell what I was thinking, and really, the only person I wanted to.
And even though he was grumpy, he made us read scriptures as a family tonight, which is a new program, finally successful, in which he or I (usually he, because he is the Mary to my Martha in this household, how can you think of reading scriptures when this house is such a mess?) read the chapter ahead and then tell it as a story to the girls, who now know more about the early Old Testament than I did until college. We have Sally read pertinent passages, and they have to answer three questions at the end (Susan’s idea). I think family scriptures at the end of a long Sunday and three hours of church is an abomination but I still love Tom, and I hope he keeps making us do it.
p.s. I’m glad our first date, twelve years ago today went well, and that you weren’t scared when I told you two days later that we should get married, even if you think now that you were the one who proposed. Whatever.
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Very cute. Sounds like a great team!
I tried to outlaw family scripture study on Sundays, especially now that we have 1:00 church, but my husband thwarted my efforts.
Really, isn’t three hours of it enough for one day?
Jane Reply:
February 17th, 2010 at 9:57 am
I always try to tell Tom that my family growing up didn’t have scriptures on Saturday OR Sunday (they were obsessive abt the other 5 days, though). And since he is a convert, he just doesn’t know how these things are DONE.
I’m so dying to know the blasphemous thoughts!
Jane Reply:
February 17th, 2010 at 9:56 am
I’d tell you, Renae, but then I’d have to kill you. No, seriously, I know who your husband is, so you’re not tricking me that way. (Anyway, I’m not proud of them.)
Renae Reply:
February 17th, 2010 at 11:46 am
Dang! But rest assured that he’s heard my blasphemous thoughts – the ones I’m not proud of. We just work our way through them – as thinking people do, and try to live faithfully in the meantime. (I appreciate your observations about that!)
Blasphemous thoughts? Grumpy on a Sunday? That would NEVER happen to me! hahahaha
My poor husband gets all my blasphemous thoughts, too. I get his as well. Isn’t that what all happy marriages are about? I was about to give an example, but doesn’t lightening travel faster through computer lines?
I like your approach to reading the old testament. As soon as we are finished with the scripture book we’re in, we might give that a try.
I have no idea when our first date was, but I do know it was about 15 years ago. Also, we fight over who first came up with our daughter’s name. I guess it is a good sign that we both think it was our idea.
Jane Reply:
February 17th, 2010 at 9:55 am
Whenever I see/hear of people leaving the church because of this doctrinal concern or that, I think, so what? Doesn’t any thinking person have issues, and what does that have to do with living faithfully?
I know Kendall and I are perfect for each other because we can handle each other’s post-church and post-family-dinner rants.