Distracted Churchgoer, Part II

About a month ago, I was a little on the distracted side at church — to the point of creating a blog post about it.

Well…it happened again. In all fairness, I blame these two gentlemen in front of me. They were wearing identical shirts. It’s hard to tell from this photo, but trust me. Identical. Light blue pinstripe.

It all went downhill from there.


– Wait. Are they wearing…?

– Yep. They are.

– Do you think they noticed it when we exchanged the peace earlier?

– Then again, do men ever notice stuff like this?

– Even if they did notice, would it actually bother them the way it would bother two women who showed up wearing the same outfit?

– Is a blue pinstripe shirt some kind of wardrobe staple for guys the way black heels are for women?

– Did I seriously just take another photo in church? I really am going to hell.

– Oh, look. Price Eric and the Beautiful Ones are back.

– Ooo, not sure about Prince Eric’s new haircut, though.

– Eh, he’s still fab.

– Did I check this sweater for static-stuck socks when I pulled it out of the laundry?  I really hope I don’t have a big striped sock clinging to my back.

– My gracious, is that kid over there still pouting? He’s been crying with that hoodie tied around his head since they walked in this place.

– If this guy doesn’t scoot over, I’m going to fall off this kneeler.

–  I can’t wait to see what Easter services look like here.

I have no idea why my brain seems to go on walk-about during services from time to time. But I’d like to think that my heart and my butt are in the right place, even if my brain is not.

Speaking of looking forward to Easter, however, I noticed these little babies during my run this afternoon. When I see these tiny pops of color sprinkled over dead-looking lawns, defying the temperatures and the environment, I believe they are the most hopeful things in the world. Life will continue.


“…and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away. And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” – Revelation 21:4-5

Who knew that distracted churchgoing could bring focus to the distracted runner? Then again, God knows us and meets us where we are.


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