I’m a big kid now!

It’s comfortable, fun, and it helps, you know, sometimes. I know the people and the people know me. I’m one of the older ones, nothing is really too intimidating here. The worship is kept short and sweet. There’s no challenge to be attentive. There’s screaming kids, vibrant colours, and fun games. Oh, and of course, lessons.

I’ve been a regular Kid’s Church (KC) attendee for about 3 and a half years now. In short, I’ve been kept safe and warm since I came to Australia. Safe and warm in a little hub. Until now, that is.

In recent months I’ve been thinking graduating. The big word. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely adore Kid’s Church. The KC leaders are fantastic and a half, the lessons keep me focused and keeps my spiritual growing steady, and Stephan’s cheeky smile never fails to brighten up my day.

Little Stephan!

But I can’t be a KCer all my life! Imagine a 40 year old jumping to “One Way” in kid’s church.

Hmm… That’s actually looks fairly entertaining in my mind.

But that’s not the point.

So a few Sunday’s ago, me and the trusted comrades (Sarah and Sammi) decided to jump. We told the KC leaders, got sent off in an a-ma-zing worship session, and arrived, new meat, in Main Church.

Main Church is slightly a lot different to KC. The worship is longer (with uncool slower, older songs) the sermons can seem irrelevant, or completely random and well, the speakers aren’t the comfortable KC leaders we can share a joke with. There are no games, less screaming babies, and no “One Way” (or at least, not yet). But I didn’t expect Main Church to be comfortable, or easy. It’s something, (like I would say to dad when he’s complaining about students on trams), you just “deal” with. But you know what? I ain’t gonna just deal.

I’m gonna grow. I’m gonna learn. I’m gonna get tight with God. (yeah, that’s right). I’ll learn to love the Hallelujah’s and “There’s wonder working power in the blood“’s. I’m jumping into the lake. Will I drown? Maybe at first. But I know the good old (He is about 2,000 years old!) Jesus Christ will help me swim again.