How Sunday happened

I walked into church this past Sunday morning with a headache. Then I got the morning papers. To read that our current Junior Senator may have perjured himself suddenly made my headache go away.
And then church started. It was pretty painful watching our pastor get frustrated because things were not going the way he was hoping. The sound booth took a hit, messing up on a song, and he went back to investigate. Then God took hold and made him stop for a minute and calm down.
And then the service got taken over by God.
What impressed me that morning was the "complete joy" I saw on the faces of some people. One mom in particular was so happy because her husband and their oldest daughter were working things out at the altar. She looked so happy.
And then I saw Mark.
It is hard to believe that two years ago he and I almost came to blows after an awfully silly arguement.
Because now he is so awesome and he has no idea.
I watch him.
Not creepy stalker kind of watching, just casual observation.
And he is pretty cool.
He is a good dad. He worries about his girls. He attends all their sporting events, and he is the super fan.
And he worries about their friends.
And he works hard to keep his family comfortable.
That was what got to me on Sunday morning. To look at the faces and see people honestly concerned about their family and their extended church family. And I hope it continues.
We are a pretty mixed up bunch sometimes. But we do love each other. And that is what we need to keep the focus on...so that people see God in us.