Last night, we had a Thanksgiving Eve worship service at our church. It is not often that Allyson experiences a worship service, but this was one such occasion. She politely listened to Daddy lead worship and Daddy and Pastor Tom (the Senior Pastor of the church sharing our building) play a song together on sax and trumpet. When Pastor Mike started preaching, Ally quietly colored pictures. Near the end of the service, Pastor Tom led the congregation in communion. As I said previously, Allyson has VERY little experience sitting in a regular service, so I was anticipating questions. Maybe even LOUD questions. But, to my surprise, she sat very quietly, STARING at my cracker and juice. I didn't acknowledge her stares, because I knew I couldn't explain anything during the service.Later, as I was tucking her into bed, I asked Allyson, "Were you curious about what we did in the service tonight?" She nodded and I proceeded to tell her exactly what the cracker and juice stands for and why we celebrate communion.
She ended my mini-theology lesson with one simple statement. "I was really just curious why they didn't pass me some."