From Anthony Sacramore’s “Strange Herring” blog (very funny):
“Lutheran churches still allow children of the corn to disrupt people’s peace and prayer, drown out the pastor’s sermon, and otherwise endanger the personal holiness of all in attendance. I believe this is due not so much to the fact that there is no staff to look after the derelicts bu[t] that Lutherans place a heavy emphasis on children’s capacity for faith — that utter trust and dependence on the Other.
And so I expect I will have to endure many a Sunday like the last one, where Mom (Dad is inevitably AWOL) allowed the star of the Ransom of Red Chief to bring toys to church to keep him occupied. Now I’ve seen coloring books and mini-bake ovens before, but Albert DeSalvo Jr. was rolling his Matchboxes cars along the back of the pew, making engine noises, and otherwise daring me to throw the LSB at him (and I am a good shot).
I know I am being tested. But, to paraphrase Woody Allen in Love and Death, I wish some days He’d give us a written…”
Our family tries to keep the toys to a minimum. Picture Bibles, bulletin inserts and crayons – and a trip outside the sanctuary if the little guy can’t stop talking (even if we are sitting all the way up front, which is the way it is most Sundays…)
Read it all here.