Our church has about 900 worshippers in each of its services.
Our church has multiple services each weekend on both Saturday and Sunday.
Our church is pretty loud and chaotic, with people milling about and laser lights shooting each way.
Our church sets aside the last couple rows in the auditorium for families with young children. (So one can get up when their young one begins to "act up.")
Our church has a cry room - this is a secluded room at the back walled off by sound proof glass and bathed in a soft blue light. This room is filled by babies, toddlers, and their parents.
Actually, all of these elements come in pretty handy for us - because we have a 12 month old and another infant due at the end of this month.
For me, this is just another "season" in our Christian Journey together. To be perfectly honest, we really have no interest in putting our 12 month old into the nursery with a bunch of other babies. This isn't a reflection on our church's nursery but rather of the fact that our son has been pretty successfully secluded up to this point and it seems to be going well. (He has only gotten sick once. I know, there's the school of thought that says that he will get sick either way sooner or later. That's fine. I choose later.)
Being in this "season" though, has given me plenty of time to ponder our future, or rather, the future of our family as it relates to the Christian Faith and Church in general.
In my next post, I'm going to back up a step and review my own upbringing and how that has shaped my current views on Christian Parenthood.