Eyes wide, mouths agape, we say nothing in the moment. Later, Tim puts voice to my thoughts: "I cannot believe we are allowing our spazzy 4-year-old to walk around handling actual flaming fire in a public building."He did well, though, serving for the first time as chalice lighter at our Unitarian Universalist Society service. Nothing caught on fire that wasn't supposed to. He didn't stand in front of everyone and pick his nose or utter a profanity. In fact, he grinned eagerly and adorably -- and even before he did his duty, he realized the significance of it by acknowledging, "My tummy feels really funny." A preschooler's first brush with butterflies.
It was a special Mother's Day service, with three families participating in a "child dedication," or as some might describe it -- the wacky UU cult version of a baptism. What might distinguish it as a UU event? Well, there's no sprinkling of water. And, in today's case, two of the three families had two mommies each.
One of the mommies sang the Dixie Chicks song "Lullaby" with a group of local musicians. I'll post the lyrics in a bit.
And the minister shared a few of her favorite funnies, comparing UUs to other faith traditions.
They say we follow the 10 suggestions, instead of the 10 commandments. That the trinity we choose to follow is -- reduce, reuse, recycle. That we address our prayers, 'To whom it may concern.'
What a great morning. I laughed. I cried. I silently thanked a higher power for keeping my kid from scorching the carpet.
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