I'm getting better at keeping the Sabbath day holy. Christian and I have really made an effort since we have kids old enough to know what's going on. It's hard because some of my earliest and fondest memories are of breaking the Sabbath with my family. Every Sunday my mom would take us to Winchells after church. We LOVED this and looked forward to it. There were four of us so we each got to pick 3 donuts. When I was younger I was seduced by the sprinkled ones. Then I was into maple bars for a while. It was a mark of sophistication when I was old enough to savor a French crueler or even a simple raised sugar. It was so awesome.
Then my younger, more devout sister got the lesson in primary about not shopping on Sunday or something and ruined the whole thing. She didn't feel good about it. It was such a drag. I still don't admire her for it. But now that I have kids I certainly get it--I get why we had to stop when Carly wasn't cool with it. My kids wouldn't be cool with it either. Well, Maggie would. Ben would also probably be cool with it but he's the devil so you can't go by him.
Now I'm old and trying to be churchy and stuff and all I want to do is take a nap after church while the kids play Nintendo. To me that is heaven--the highest degree. But I'm all, TV? GameCube? Boating? Whatever you want as long as you leave me alone? Everyone has to define what keeping the Sabbath day holy means to them. Sometimes I wish I were an Orthodox Jew because then I would just know that I could neither thresh nor winnow during Shabbat.
Luckily I got this idea from the Friend about having a Sunday box full of wonderful churchy stuff for the kids to play with on Sundays (presumably while I'm taking my nap). It's a good idea. The kids are excited. We filled the box with journals, pictures, books, little scripture action-figures, and Liken the Scriptures movies--uh-oh. Suddenly I find myself in another moral quandary because those movies are sort of not excellent and I sort of feel weird when I watch them but at the same time, they are harmless and better than watching Sponge Bob on Sunday--or are they? I don't care because my kids love them and I think they are helpful. Kind of like Pop Tarts. Yes, there are healthier breakfasts. No one would dispute that. But you could do a lot worse than a Pop Tart! That's what I'm talking about.
I think I will also put Donny Osmond's Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat in the box. (I don't care what anyone says: He has tremendous stage presence which helps me pay attention to the story.) So should I also put New York Doll in there? What about some Bob Dylan CDs? He's religious. I think it's a good idea to listen to Slow Train Coming every Sunday. I remember watching Planet of the Apes on TV every Sunday. That was the only thing that was on. Damn dirty apes. In hindsight I see that listening to Slow Train Coming would have been better for me. I want better for my kids.
At any rate, the kids are stoked for Sunday. We'll see how it goes. I am looking forward to it too. In the meantime I continue to grapple. Thanks for grappling with me. Grappling is tiring, but apparently it's not a very good work-out because my arms are still really fat in spite of all this grappling. And when I say Ben is the "devil," I mean he is Brian Johnson, the lead singer for AC/DC.