TITLE: Honey, Where is My Church Face?
By Patrick Harman
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"Honey! Have you seen my church face?
"What dear, you're what?"
"My church face. You know, the face I wear with the big smile on it. I always wear it to church, don't you. I've seen you wearing one too."
"No, I haven't seen it."
"Daddy, why do you wear a church face?"
"Because, I don't want anyone to think there is something wrong with me or my family."
"Dear, you don't have to do that".
As I rummaged through my dresser drawer, I tried to explain. "Of course, I do. You remember what happened to Joe and Robin when people found out there boy was in court? The gossip was awful!."
"Yea, I do (sigh)."
"And you certainly remember when the Jones were having financial problems. Everyone told them they were lacking faith. Of course, they didn't consider that Bob had to put his mother in an assisted-living facility."
"I hope it's not in the suit I took to the cleaners."
"Dear, I don't see it anywhere."
"I don't know what I am going to do. If I can't grin and say everything is just fine, when we walk into church, they will start gossiping about us. Why, we could be driven from the church! Being a Christian means you are supposed to have it all together, all the time, you know."
"OK, dear, listen. Just stay behind me and I will do the talking. I will tell people you lost your voice at the game yesterday."
"Oh that's a great idea. Thanks honey."
"Daddy, why don't you wear your church face to work too?"
"What! That would be phony."
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