Going to church every Sunday is a very ordinary part of our lives, it has been since as long as I can remember and something important to both Nathan and I with our own little family. I love to get the kids dressed in their smart clothes, hear them pray, sing songs and talk about Jesus, heaven and all the other things we / church teaches them. Some weeks it is hard work, because lets face it, how many kids want to sit still and quiet at the same time? But we persevere because its important to us, its good and makes us happy.
I dont often speak on my blog about my beliefs or religion, not because I want to hide it but rather I guess its just who I am and don’t see the need for the formalities and deets, but if you didnt know already, we are latter-day Saints (aka Mormons) and simply put we believe in Jesus Christ and Heavenly father (God) and having a living prophet on the earth. We believe in loving everyone, serving/helping others, being healthy and pure and that we can live as families again after we die. Our beliefs pretty much shape our lives. The way we try to live and things we say and do (we hope) reflect the beliefs we have in a saviour and because of this wherever we are in the world we go to church to worship as usual on a Sunday. I find this part of holidays always exciting, the part where we have an opportunity to meet with other members of our church around the world (there are congregations in most towns/) I love to see that wherever you go people are just as friendly, just as welcoming and things are pretty much the same format as we are familiar with at home. It’s just great.
Whilst in Italy we went to a teeny church with only 13 members and barely anyone spoke English either (#entertaining) therefore it was all in Italian but nevertheless it still felt like home. Afterwards they had a cute little lunch together and invited us to stay, which of course being the food lovers we are, we slyly accepted!
Whilst it was an ordinary Sunday of going to church it was also a special experience in a new place, a different adventure and a reminder of the love that exists in the world. I love being a Mormon, to me it’s so ordinary, makes sense and brings our family hope (especially since loosing Poppy) and joy. I love that this ordinary part of our lives at times gives us little adventures and new friends! It will certainly be a memorable church day!
Mormon.Org has more deets on our beliefs / lifestyle