Last night I vented on Facebook. I complained about people who shall remain nameless nagging me about going to church with the baby even when my husband’s working. I haven’t, so far, because it’s just plain too much work. So yesterday evening I tried, and I had to leave 20 minutes after the service started. The baby screamed in the nursery, and then the baby screamed in the service. I think all the women coming by and cooing and touching him just scared him.
Moving on, so I wrote a Facebook vent post. Usually people only comment about 1/4 of what I post. I kinda figure no one cares what I write, or they don’t read it anyway, right? Well, I had numerous comments by this morning. Some of them were going on about how Christians are so judgmental and this is why the “church and God thing” aren’t for them. I feel incredibly guilty right now. That is not how I intended my vent to go. Yes, I should’ve expected it. Why do you post something on the Internet if you don’t expect someone to read it, right? I didn’t think my actions through. I hate the thought that I may have contributed to someone’s negative opinion of Christianity.
