I mentioned a couple of days ago that I would be hosting a friend of our pastor's who is here for her ordination. Well, we've been getting along just fine and finding lots of things to talk about. We've done so much talking, late into the night, that I have forgotten to blog for three days. But I'm back now. At a church meeting last week we welcomed a young couple into membership. During our conversation with them, the dad mentioned that we might have overheard his seven year old in church two weeks ago. When the pastor, in her sermon, asked the question, "Be honest, how many of you find the Bible boring?" his son answered loudly "I do." This reminded me of an incident with my son many years ago when he was only four years old. We were sitting fairly near the front of the church (we had been a little late coming in) and the preacher was preaching about the evils of this world. He repeated the word evil several times. Suddenly, our son piped up, in a very carrying whisper, "Mom! He's talking about Evel Knievel!" I thought the man in the pew behind us was going to fall off the pew, he was laughing so hard, and the laughter quietly spread. I'm sure the pastor, who wasn't the fun loving type, was wondering what was so funny about his sermon.
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