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I know what you mean Diane... there are some speakers that are not as riveting as others... I let both my children read or draw... There is nothing wrong with that...
I definitely agree! :)
I should have tried that method in the endless, mindless, boring meetings I attended at work.
Doodling. Makes the time go by. Keeps the doodler awake!
Church isn't a place I have spent much time. I was christened in a church, married in a church and I've been there for a couple of weddings and a funeral. That's it for me. As kids, we did go to Sunday School for a few weeks mid year, that ensured our invitations to the Sunday School picnic, but after a few years we gave up on that too.
And see all of the arts and crafts time you missed?! :)
There wasn't any arts and crafts apart from pasting that week's text onto little bits of cardboard. The really little kids got to colour in pictures, but we older kids just read from bible themed story books. I found it incredibly boring.
Love it. I wish I could get my kids to draw unicorns or Superik instead of the ruckus we usually have.
Heehee! Ruckus. We get that too . . .
Hey! I also drew other animals!And elves and fairies! Don't forget them!Believe it or not, the doodling actually helped me listen. Doodling requires exactly zero brain power...I'll stop here before I get myself in trouble...
We were given Juicy Fruit. :-) To chew quietly.I can still smell that gum and think I'm in church. Pearl
Juicy Fruit! Genius! Of course you chewed quietly. And didn't stick it to your brother or glue the pages of the hymn book together or anything like that . . .
I don't think I could write/receive notes without giving myself away laughing!
It was a challenge. There was lots of sniggering going on.
Oh, the great memories of sitting in church together when we were young...er!Love,Chris
Heehee! Why is it that I remember George's chrysler-morphing-into-a-tank picture, but can't remember what the person up at the pulpit was saying?
Our parents sent us to Sunday School from kindergarten on. It was half way to our elementary school, so it's not like we didn't know the way. We were big enough to go to church somewhere around age nine or ten, or earlier if so inclined. I could manage the sermon for all the rest, and actually I really liked our minister and his wife, who presided all my early years, until I was 17.
You're way ahead of me! Isn't it amazing how some people just know how to speak. And make it interesting?!
ya it's good to listen. Something stays behind. They will hear so many things in life so why not about God and goodness.They say that once you skip a generation or two people don't know God or have any use for him. but he is still there and it is nicer when you do know him.
Amen, LL. Amen.
I hope the "tradition" of spiritual training continues even further down the generations!
Oh, so do I. I've noticed several of my grandchildren sitting in church with pencils and notebooks. I think we're on the way . . .
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