Saturday, November 6, 2010
The House of God
Tomorrow, my sweet baby, we will go to the house of God. Because it is the house of God, I will wear a pretty skirt and shirt, and my Sunday shoes, and a chapel veil. Because it is the house of God, I will dress you in a pretty dress, and your daddy will wear a coat and tie. Because people are there to pray in the house of God, we will be quiet in church. When you are happy and start to coo, even though I am glad you are happy, I will say, "shh" instead of striking up a conversation with you like I would at home. This is not our house; it is the house of God.