Sometimes I feel like Sunday mornings, just before church, are the hardest times on our family. It’s crazy really! We get up every week day in time for school and work but somehow Sunday mornings are the day when we’re most likely to be short-tempered with one another (mostly I’m short-tempered). The following video really struck me! I’m praying that this Sunday, and the Sundays to come, will be days of blessing, not cursing.
If your family is in the habit of going to church on a regular basis, how do you manage the routine to make it a time of blessing? And did you see yourself in the video? If so, who were you and how did it feel to see yourself there?