Month: February 2007

Jumping off a plane and on to the facebook bandwagon.

Before you worry about our theology, note that this is Olivia’s imaginary game. It reminds me of the story that Jaqcue is always telling about Andy when he was a kid. How he’d pretend to be a pastor, or talk to God out loud in the bath tub.

Well, Olivia is at the stage where she loves to pretend to be everyone but herself. She is always playing that she is Papa, Tintin, Woody, a hunter or anything else from one of her stories. And she also plays “Pastor.” This game involves Olivia running around the house announcing, “I’m a Pastor. I baptize my pony.” It’s follows the same basic plot line as the hunter game, “I’m a hunter. I shoot the fearsome animal.” Both games require that she run around and yell this over and over again triumphantly like a superhero.

Olivia is also beginning to tell us this story:

“When I was born with Pastor Kozak he put some water on my head and I cried.”

or this story:

“Elise was born at church and Pastor Kozak poured water on her head.”

This was obviously very important to her. It’s fun to hear her perspective. She’s remarkable theologically accurate for a two and a half year old.

Tonight we started worshiping formally as a family after dinner. It is a little awkward at first, the standing and sitting and chanting in your own dining room. But after you get going, it feels very natural.

We are going to try to memorize the Vespers service from the old Lutheran Hymnal as a family so that we can say it together as we clean the kitchen, stopping only to read the particular collect and scripture for the day. I am certain that this will carve the liturgy into our children’s heads for life. And we will be so blessed to announce the Word to each other as a family every night.

Tonight we worshiped while Olivia ran around the living room begging to watch a “diveo” and Elise fell asleep in my arms. Then at the end of it all, Olivia was sad that she missed it (just like I anticipated she would be) and she pulled her pink rocking horse, Esther, into the dining room and asked if we could worship with Esther. So we said the Apostle’s Creed again while Liv rocked. She cracks me up!