Today was Communion Sunday at church. Churches distribute communion differently. Our church passes a large plate filled with small pieces of matzo; then a large tray of little cups filled with grape juice are passed out. This large tray is big, gold and shiny. No, it's not real gold - but it looks like gold and it's very shiny. Do you know where this is going yet?
After sitting perfectly in service on my lap for the first 80 minutes of service, it was time for communion. Over a thousand people filled every seat of the worship center. Other than an organ quietly playing in the background, the church was completely quiet. Katie watched as the usher handed the tray of grape juices to the row in front of us. She was mesmerized as she watched it pass from parishioner to parishioner. The usher handed the tray to Wife, wife turned as she held the tray - Katie stared so intently at that tray - but she didn't touch it. I know, a bit of a let down. Rather anticlimactic. As I held Katie, I was terrified that despite my best attempt to stop her, Katie would reach out and knock over that shiny tray resulting in the little cups of grape juice tumbling everywhere. But, with my help, Katie didn't.
On a side note, we appear to have completely disrupted the worship experience of three young woman sitting behind us. Funny how I see women who are twenty-something, and I now think of them as young women. Katie behaved perfectly throughout the service. However, these young ladies couldn't help themselves from staring at Katie the whole time. I think the loud ticking of their biological clocks prevented them from paying a lot of attention in the service.
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