There are certain challenges to worshiping in a gym--especially if you've been taking your three-year-old to basketball games all winter.
It's hard to keep him from bopping along during Hallelujah if he's used to grooving with the high school dance team during halftime. It's even harder to make him sit on the metal folding chairs while the bleachers look so much more fun.
We tried the bleachers once, until the birds-eye view sent him giving a play-by-play of Communion preparation. "Look, he's getting out the blood cups now!" in a loud stage whisper sent a ripple of laughter through our section.
None of his antics upset me more than the churchgoer in front of us yesterday. She brought in a steaming cup of Starbucks and sipped it throughout the service, putting it down only to receive Communion.
I know gym worship has relaxed all our standards, but please! Has Starbucks become so acceptable that people don't bat an eyelash about taking their caffeine in church?
Maybe we should go ahead and open the concession stand to raise money for the building fund. Popcorn, anyone?