Are we supposed to be here?

Jason and I decided Sunday that we would take Kenzi to church and just keep her close (there has been a lot of sickness going around). So, after a struggle of getting the kids ready, we were on our way! Jack and Kate wanted to ride bikes, which they did. We were almost there and Jack rode back to Jason and I (we were walking) and I told him to keep going. He didn't listen and ended up falling and getting a cut on his arm. Kate ran over to give him a hug and got blood all over her neckline. We sat down and Jason took both kids to get cleaned up. Meanwhile the baby pooped. Reaching down into my bag, I discovered NO wipes!!! AGH! Kate came back in and I asked her to go tell dad I needed some wipes. She ran out. Jack and Kate saw each other in the hall, ran towards each other and ended up hitting heads, resulting in Jack getting a bloody nose. I came out because the baby started screaming and Brooke was being crazy. Jason and I looked at each other and wondered if we were supposed to be there. By the way, this all happened in the first 20 minutes of us being there. We decided that we were supposed to be there and there was something we were supposed to hear. All of the talks were on Faith. One of the many take aways, we felt, was that this photography business was a good thing and we would need to take a few steps in the darkness (have faith). Brother Carter mentioned that in his talk, having faith does not mean that something bad has to happen, it can be having faith in Christ that something good can happen.