September 08, 2008

The Roof, The Roof, The Roof is on Fire

We were at dinner last night discussing this whole ‘Bones as an Altar Server’ gig.

Me, to my husband: Does this involve fire?

Hunhead: Uh, no.

Me: You’re sure. There is no candle carrying?

Hunhead: No. No fire.

Me: Good. That is good. I can see the Cathedral going up in flames or at least the priest’s vestments catching fire. What about that big stick with the cross?

Hunhead: I don’t think so…

Bones: It’s too heavy for me!

Hunhead: Yeah, it’s not him.

Me: Good. I can see him knocking a few heads or accidentally piercing someone…What about the Bible? Does he carry the Bible?

Bones: No, the adults carry the Bible.

Me: So… then. Exactly WHAT do you carry? What do you do?

Bones: I think I carry water. I just carry… stuff. And I get a front row seat to the Baptisms.

Morrigan asked him today whether this ‘front row seat at the Baptisms’ was really that great and he said, “Yeah! I never get to see!”

He’s been a little worried, however, and almost begged out. We were speaking today while sitting in the radiologist’s office waiting for Ringo’s X-ray. It’s the perfect time to catch up on ‘life’.

Bones: I don’t think I’m doing the Altar Server thing. I mean, I go through two hours of training on Saturday and then we get a pizza party, but then what? I get nothing. That’s it.

Me: I think it looks like fun. You get to sit up front and… people watch. You can catch people falling asleep, see the things all the little kids are doing that you’d never know, watch some guy in the back row pick his nose when he thinks nobody is looking.

Bones: Yeah, but… there is too much pressure! There is a lot of pressure in my life!

Me: *blink*

Bones: Look at me! There is pressure!

Me: What… in… the… world… could be causing your life to have so much ‘pressure’?

Bones: I can’t fidget up there! I have to sit still! I don’t think I can sit still that long! And it’s a long time! There is pressure!

Holy crap, I thought I’d spit I wanted to laugh to hard. “Pressure”.

We talked about it a lot. I explained it wasn’t every Sunday, that there were enough kids, he’d probably only have to do it once a month. I told him if it really was too difficult, he didn’t have to do it, but he needed to try it. I reminded him of his excitement of having a front seat for Baptisms. He loves babies and is excited about that. I told him if he’s really good, he could even get called to do Weddings.

He grinned.

I laughed in horror at the thought of some unsuspecting Bride and Groom getting my son at their wedding.

He truly looks sweet and angelic.

He does.

Cracks me up… he is sweet, and he means well, he does, but the kid is wired for sound.

24/7

Heh.

Pressure In Life.jpg
The Pressured Life of a Future Altar Server

Posted by Boudicca at September 8, 2008 08:20 PM
Comments

My son would never do that. I asked if he wanted to and he said no... I guess it was good that I was able to get him into church where he hopefully learned a few good things. But he was always bored to tears. LOL.

Posted by: Teresa at September 8, 2008 08:42 PM

I told him he should see if he can carry the wafers, then he'd be carrying the body of Christ and how cool is that!

Posted by: Morrigan at September 8, 2008 09:32 PM

He gets to ring bells. He just needs to know when.

Posted by: Denny at September 8, 2008 10:40 PM

He does look like an angel :) I wouldn't let our youngest near a church. He wants the pulpit.

Posted by: PeggyU at September 8, 2008 11:26 PM

Just keep him away from the sacrificial wine - at least til he is older......

Posted by: Ma at September 9, 2008 12:33 AM

The Elder Son (age 13) is required, for confirmation classes, to acolyte in our church. He dreaded it. He didn't know what to do. Fortunately, he paired up with other kids who'd done it before, and they helped him out.
By the third time he did it, he was an old pro. In fact, he walked into church one morning and was told none of the acolytes had shown up, could he please do it? And he did. All alone.
He was proud.

Tell Bones to give it a shot.
Otherwise, he'll always wonder what it would have been like.

Posted by: Roses at September 9, 2008 08:32 AM

Oh boy - the pressure!! LOL!! At our church there *is* candle lighting (yikes!) and so far she has done fine. Never clocked anybody with the big cross (She leads the priest and deacon in)either.

One Sunday she almost dropped the communion wine while passing it to the priest for the blessing - again yikes!

But all has been well. She is a fidgeter as well, but hangs in there pretty ok - some days are better than others... Both the Priest and deacon are *very* supportive and really want the kids involved... So that's good.

All I say now is "when in doubt, bow..." and I try to remember not to hold my breath. Though Fr. Bob says he gets a kick out of watching me worry...

Especially when she is assisting the Bishop up there... :^0

Posted by: Richmond at September 9, 2008 02:18 PM

So much pressure on him not to fidget. Poor guy.
You just gotta love the ADD kids, even when they drive you crazy.

Posted by: diamond dave at September 10, 2008 02:27 PM

I agree with Dave, I'm a 40 something ADHD kid and I still fidget..

PT

Posted by: P'cola Titan at September 10, 2008 08:09 PM