Yeah, I used to attend church three times a week. Wednesday nights and twice on Sunday. I guess that's where they get the saying "once a week and twice on Sunday". I really got into the church, I was a sunday school teacher, church secretary, van driver, cook and all around worker.
Me and my kids attended everything we could. I gave my tithes and more. I loved my preacher and his wife like they were my parents. I lived and breathed the bible. I couldn't wait to tell everyone about my relationship with God. It was a great time, I learned so much.
I got kicked out of sunday school teaching because I took my kids to a community dance after the all day celebrations for a town centenial. sic I was hurt but kept trying to get back in their good graces.
Every summer they would have a group come to our reservation and have vacation bible camp. I would use my two weeks of vacation for that time. The ladies and girls who came to help were very snooty. They didn't talk to me or even look at me without being forced. I am not an ugly person so I knew it was because they judged me. I was single and friendly. I talked to everyone and tried to be friends. To their credit, I made some friends within those groups but not many. If I talked to a man about anything he would always say "I'm married or ask your preacher". I was too stupid to realize they thought I was after them in some other way. Little did they know they weren't even my type!
After a while the preacher and his wife were having me and my family do all the work outside of giving the sermon. We handled 50-70 kids every sunday. We cooked the kids a hot meal and made sure they had fun at church. We put on I love Jesus parties on halloween and easter egg hunts on Easter. We did what we could.
The last three years I atteded church the pastor's wife became withdrawn from all things church. She said she wasn't sure she was saved and her husband just ignored her after that. She didn't want to bother with a Christmas program for the kids and their parents. I felt pity for her and tried to cheer her up by cleaning her house and doing her errands when I could. Nothing helped.
The last Christmas we spent at that church my mother decided that we would put on a program and meal for Christmas regardless of what the preachers wife said. We didn't ask permission and the preacher and his wife were mad to say the least. They didn't say anything until the program and meal were over then they kicked us out of church for good.
I don't put stock in people anymore. Just the Lord. I have dedicated my life and my children's lives to Him and that is all I really need to do to be content.
What I am saying is... Don't worry about those ladies or anyone else. Do what you know God would love for you to do and you have no worries anymore. God is your guide and as long as you two are square you are good to go. I just love having you people as my new friends by the way
I've been asking and I haven't forgotten to ask that it be His will and not mine be done. I will admit to expressing some bitterness to God over this little surprise, especially today. But then, God and I are old friends and He knows that I'm not perfect by a long shot, so I'm sure He is patient with His children when they cry out. I've cried out alot, you see..... 
If He doesn't know what I'm made of by now or hasn't shaped me by turmoil yet....well, it just ain't gonna happen! 
