Sunday morning arrived, she dressed her children in their new clothes and then it was her turn. The new purple dress fit beautifully and she was feeling great, her husband's compliments added to her happiness as they headed out the door, dressed in their new Sunday best.
She sat through church services, joining in joyfully singing hymns, drinking in the sermon that was delivered in English, her heart was full as church was dismissed and everyone started visiting before heading home.
Her happy bubble burst, when a woman came up to her and said, "Did you get lost on your way to a wedding?" and then burst into gales of laughter. She felt a little bewildered as she answered, "No, we meant to come to church here."
The woman laughed some more and said, "Your dress looks like it should be in a wedding, not a church." Some other women smiled uncomfortably, but didn't say anything.
The next Sunday she wanted to go worship, but at the same time she didn't want to go to church in her Amish clothes or her now hated pretty purple dress.
I could go on a rant now, but it wouldn't do any good, and I don't like how I feel about that laughing woman. The hurt and harm she caused was senseless, and I can't help but feel upset for my friend. I wish I could have been there for her when it happened.
~~~~~I don't know if anyone from the church we used to attend after we left the Amish reads this blog, but if so, I want to thank you for always being kind, friendly, and accepting no matter what clothes I was wearing. .