Just couldn't take it

It's not often that I skip church... I even try to go while on vacation.  One trip to Europe had Mom and I in Lucerne, Switzerland on a Sunday.  We went to church.  It was in German.  All I heard was Die Got -- which kinda means "The Lord" and I just thought they wanted God to die.  I know, dedicated.

But lately, Sundays have become those days.  The ones where people look at  you and say, "You're looking rough."  "It's just one of those days." 

Today was no different.  It was one of those days.  Missed Sunday School, came in time to sell the tickets for our show, sat thru 3 songs, and at the prayer got up and left.  I couldn't take it any more.  It didn't help that "Take it to the Lord in Prayer" was sung today.      

Graciously, I was selling tickets when an announcement was made about the new Children's Ministry.  I know I left that job because God wanted me to.  I know I left it because my heart just wasn't in it any longer.  I know.  But, it's still painful to hear about what they are doing.  It's hard to listen to the ideas that I might not agree with.  It's still difficult to keep a stoic face during the announcements.  Still.  But that isn't why I left the service. 

I just couldn't take it.  I went to the fishbowl of our church office to sit and let the tears flow. 

And to remind myself that even if I make a complete ass of myself, someone will find even those assinine moments enchanting.  Die Got don't make no junk.