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Worship Down the Hall

I have to admit it. When I got the nursery volunteer list in the mail and I realized that I was scheduled to work Easter Sunday, I was kind of bummed. I would be tucked away in a corner of the church, cut off from the energy and excitement of Easter. I would be removed from the sanctuary, where “real” church was happening, where my two older children and I stand and sing together on the front row, where my husband preaches, sometimes fiery and sometimes sweet and always truthful out onto an ever-fascinating, ever- growing crowd of our church family.

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