In the Clausing house these days we have been trying to get Calvin to sit with us in Sunday worship. It is tricky. He is the only child his age in the church service (he is really one of the youngest children in our church in Edinburgh). For the most part he does a great job. However, there are moments when every 3 minutes I am standing up and walking out with him. When I finish a worship service on Sunday and I have heard about half of the sermon and that in disjointed short bursts, the thought can come to me, 'Why are we doing this?'