Now that soccer season has arrived, the Sunday schedule gets a little hectic. Last week we skipped church; this week we’re heading back to house church. Samantha and I have been working on a few things for Good Shepherd Sunday. I taught her a fun little song I learned in InterVarsity. (Tom Fisher led worship, and he liked to sing the occasional youth group/kid’s song.)

I just wanna be a sheep (Baa! Baa!)

I just wanna be a sheep (Baa! Baa!)

Pray the Lord my soul to keep (Baa! Baa!)

I just wanna be a sheep (Baa! Baa!)

I don’t wanna be a pharisee

Cause their not fair, ya see

I don’t wanna be a pharisee

I just wanna be a sheep (Baa! Baa!)

I don’t wanna be a hypocrite

Cause their not hip with it

I don’t wanna be a hypocrite

I just wanna be a sheep (Baa! Baa!)

I don’t wanna be a sadducee

Cause their so sad, ya see

I don’t wanna be a sadducee

I just wanna be a sheep (Baa! Baa!)

Yesterday evening we were doing a whole sheep/shepherd show in the living room, singing the song, pretending to be sheep, reading the sheep stories from this week’s Lectionary.

Our goal of finding some sort of church home is probably achieved to the extent it can be for the next several months. House church seems to be falling to fortnight rhythm. We’ll try to hit a Sunday morning service if things allow. Of course, all this gets shuffled again in about six weeks when the baby comes.