In case you were wondering . . . suggestions on how not to hate Sundays

I was a little surprised at the response to Monday’s post about trying to enjoy this season (of trying Sundays). Apparently most of us are struggling with this, no matter what our season in particular is.

But since so many of us seem to be struggling with Sundays with small children in particular, here are the suggestions from the comments:

• “I get brief moments of respite by singing primary songs with my kids.” —Lindsey
• “My only way to feel better about the whole situation is to remind myself that I am setting an example of church attendance for my kids. We go to church on Sundays (whether we like it or not).” (That, and move.) —Shannon
• “I promise you’ll get through it and even one day — many, many years from now — you’ll find it comical as well. . . . I know the big lesson here is probably that I just need to sit with not having what I want and learn to want what I have.” —Erin
• “if you can laugh at it, you can live with it.” —Elisa
• “It does help, of course when I have everything [for Sundays] prepared ahead of time” —Shannon (a different one)
• “Here is a really simple thing for sacrament meeting that my cousin made: http://aggiepains.blogspot.com/2011/07/take-two.html

  “My little ones love to play with these laminated pictures of family members. They put them in books and play peek-a-boo with them or have them dance around or other such things: http://www.virtute.org/my-latest-little-project/”—Kathleen

Maybe most helpful, though, was something I came across in a Christian romance novel I was reading today, Love Remains by Kaye Dacus. The main character is faced with a bunch of challenges at once (aren’t we all??) and offers this prayer during church:

All right, Lord. I give up. I can’t handle any of this on my own. That’s clear. You seem to be throwing a lot of stuff at me right now, and I’m guessing You’re once again trying to teach me that the only way I’ll get through it is to depend on You. So forgive me when I fail to trust You and turn everything over to You. Because we both know I will. Please, strengthen my faith so I can make it through these trials. (p 142)

Any other suggestions on how to love the season of life you’re in? (Especially Sundays with small squirmy children?)