Sunday, September 23, 2007
natasha's
ok, so yesterday after the youngest's cross country meet out leestown road.....we met up with the eldest for lunch in downtown lex.....we walked first to alfala's...only to find a crowd and a long wait....so we marched down the street to natasha's where we were instructed to sit anywhere we liked and somebody would be with us shortly......and so at least 2 of us ordered the mediterranean sampler plate.....at some point a couple of grandma-types with a grandbaby in a stroller ambled in....and each grandma took a look at what we were eating, and asked exactly what we had ordered off the menu......it was amusing...as was my daughter's realization that if she ordered a pizza with mozzarella and basil and tomatoes....she would get just that.....and since she doesn't eat visible tomatoes...she had to pick them off of each piece oh so carefully.....but i digress from why i started this post.....my boy had been to the gallery hop on friday night.....and he relayed dutifully those from d-ville that he had seen and spent time catching up with....and then he mentioned that the hop included exhibits installed temporarily in downtown churches.....in one church there was an organist practicing the hymn 'we are called to be god's people'..and my son told me that he had a moment filled with warm memories of growing up in the pew with us with such hymns.......gentle readers....the fact that my child remembered the exact name of the hymn is one thing...that he has fond memories of such hymns is icing on the cake.....as i age and start to doubt how i can continue to attend a church that at times seems so much more conservative than i could ever pretend to be even i could do so.....i was struck by his comments a vision that was the opposite of my own reasoning.....that i am called be god's liberal in my church.....to show that liberals do not walk on cloven hooves.....that they are perfectly reasonable people who live perfectly reasonable lives and raise perfectly reasonable children who grow up to remember hymns fondly......and i can live with that scenario......
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