A Trophy For Trying

There’s comes a time in every dads life when he realizes how hard it is to enter and exit his church, while carrying his adorable 3 month old child.  And don’t think that little pink bow in her hair is just innocent cuteness either.  It’s like gasoline on the flame! 

This week’s church service was absolutely off the chain awesome!  Our senior pastor, Gordon Banks, finished up a series he based on scripture (of course), and the Avengers!!!  Yes, we got to watch clips of pretty much one of the best super hero movies ever, in church, and it was awesome.  (You can check out the podcast on Itunes. Just search for Overcomer Covenant Church).

Pastor Gordon perfectly planned this series to wrap up on father’s day, so you can imagine that every action, thriller, adventure movie loving bro in the house was kicked back, popcorn in hand, soaking up every moment of this groundbreaking series… Except the popcorn was either a bible or an Ipad cuz we holy like that.

At the end of service Pastor G called every dad in the house forward and began calling out destiny in us.  He had every lady in the house come stand behind us and pray over us as well.  I happened to be holding my ridiculously cute little girl as all this was going on, and of course, he took notice. (Cuz let’s face it, cuteness levels like that aren’t normal in anyone.  She should be in the X-Men, and her mutant power is to overwhelm the bad guys with her cuteness…And baby drool) Pastor G proceeded to lift her up and show her off to the entire congregation. If you were there, you can’t tell me that “The Circle Of Life”, did not start playing in your head.

So now lets fast-forward to the very end of service, my daughter has realized that she hasn’t had a bottle in the past 5 minutes and is starting to do that sputtery crying thing that’s meant to signal us before we enter epic melt down mode.  Just as I’m picking up the diaper bag, people begin coming over to observe and oogle at the insane cuteness of our baby girl (I actually quite enjoy this part cuz I get to say, “Yeah, that came from me”).  Just as one conversation ends and we take 3 steps toward the door, another oogler.. 3 more steps, and again…

Now it may sound like I can’t stand talking to people at church, and I want to make it clear that this is not the case at all!  I love, with all my heart, each and every person and appreciate the fact that they want to take time to connect with us just to say hello, but when there are like… 40ish people between you and the door, an exit becomes a very slow process. VERY SLOW.

It’s at these times that the ADDragon rears its head and Zach finds himself responding to things in conversation that he didn’t actually hear.

“Yeah?  Oh wow!  That’s awesome!” *Queue awkward stare as I realize I just said “that’s awesome” to their story about running over a puppy*

After 32 or so conversations, we finally make it to the car and head for home for a quiet afternoon with the family, turkey burgers, and the knowledge that I congratulated someone on killing one of nature’s cutest animals.  I think that this is one of those moments in life where God face palms and just pats you on the back.  “Here’s a trophy for trying son.  Now go eat some pizza and play video games.”