Sunday, October 17, 2004

Sunday Service

My son's best friend slept over last night. When this was arranged his French mother told me that she'd pick him up at 10:30am so they could go to church today. Since the Church is about 3 buildings down the street from me I thought I'd go with them. So when she arrived I told her my son and I would be joining her. Needless to say, I was completely lost during the service. Our sons left to go with the other children for Sunday school and it was just the two of us. I really like this woman and she wanted me to understand what was going on. She asked if I understood everything and I just nodded. I really didn't want her to feel like she needed to explain everything along the way. So I just sat there and absorbed the whole experience. Later in the day I asked my sister if it counts that I went to Church if I didn't understand anything and she said sure... they used to do it Latin and no one knew what they were saying back then! Good point.

-- said Auntie M in Paris
8:49 PM



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