2. Explain the baptismal pools and why the people being baptized are not "swimming". (Get my kids around anything that looks like a pool and they are ready to dive in.)
3. Think of the the sanctuary and plan where to sit. It must be on an end, it must not be too close or too far back so all three kiddos can see. It must be in a location for easy departure, in the event "something" comes up.
4. Limit liquids four hours prior to leaving the house so the bathroom thing just doesn't come up. Okay, okay, I didn't really do this but the thought did cross my mind. :)
5. Plan a good dinner so everyone has nice full bellies and good moods.
6. Pack a roll of Lifesaver candies in case anyone decides they need to talk.
7. Explain to the kids that the small cups of grape juice and tiny wafers (for communion) are not a snack, do not ask for more, do not complain that the wafers have the appearance of styro-foam, do not make gross faces or gagging noises if the taste is not preferred. Now do you see why it is just easier for me to stay home? So, are you wondering how the evening turned out? It. Was. Amazing!!!! The kids were great, they loved every part of it. They danced, clapped, and sang their little hearts out. They used excellent manners during communion. I successfully opened four communion cups and distributed to the kids without spilling (this was a huge concern of mine). The containers have those really strong seals, one wrong move and you are throwing it across the sanctuary. I watched my kids through teary-momma eyes. It was such an awesome moment that God allowed me to witness. I felt like I was watching my children through His eyes. I did not feel any anxiety, stress, or worry. I only felt pure joy, the type of joy that can only be given to you by God. I felt God's love wrapped around the four of us. I sensed Him telling me that their futures will be fine and that we (my husband and I) are doing a good job. I felt Him assuring me that we are instilling in our children a love for Him and His kingdom. It is so easy to only look at our children through our own eyes and often times those eyes are tired, stressed, overwhelmed, and anxious. It was such a gift to have an hour of watching my children through His eyes - eyes of joy and love. It was a huge reminder to seek out those moments instead of hide from them. I thank God for placing First Wednesday on my son's heart. Through his determination to attend, I experienced a wonderful moment.