He'd genuflect at a light pole if there was a cross piece on it.
Frank Peretti, The Visitation
"...All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us..."
~J.R.R. Tolkien
Alright, I've had many people say they can't leave comments because they don't know how. Simple. Scroll down to the bottom of the entry. Point mouse at the thing that says "comments." It should change color with your mouse over it. Click. Screen will pop up asking you to fill in your name, email, homepage, etc, and then provide a box to enter actual comments. Type. Hit Enter! Now you have officially joined the comment brigade -- the only way I know who's reading this, since unlike Daryl and maybe Teri, I don't have a counter that registers hits to my website. Happy commenting!
I tried this evening to cook with the no-bake pasta sauce. You know, put pasta in a pan, pour sauce and a can of water over it, bake at......for .....minutes. Yes. So I did that. But I have no parmesian cheese...and besides that, it just didn't work very well. The noodles are sticky, or crunchy. Maybe I should have used Penne instead of garden rotinelli. Doughy, that's what it is -- doughy. Like eating uncooked pasta with sauce. Why am I still eating it? Because it took almost an hour when all's said and done, and I'd rather eat the crap I've made than make more crap. Come to think of it, the sauce sucks too. But it's nutrition dang it!
All of which I've actually said at one point or another
10.Aren't I already perfect?
9.But I'm better than her over there!
8.But I'm in church every sunday!
7.But I read books about the Bible, doesn't that count?
6.Surely I'm good enough without you!
5.Can't we just leave Jesus out of this?
4.I'll just do my own thing
3. But I'm keeping up my end of the bargain!
2. My friends will think less of me!
1. Surely you don't expect me to believe that!
Today I was Baptist. I officially ended my St. Alban's career last sunday -- and it ended on a high note...literally. Now I'm on Sunday number three of my church search (having been given two sundays off to start looking before Easter). A few weeks ago I went to the Reformed Presbyterian Church --- thinking I would go back to my "roots." (such as they are). I'll have to go back again. They had a guest speaker who was a young post-semenarian, and his sermon was a bit fuzzy. Not presbyterian at all -- the points weren't clearly defined with a clever story apiece.
So today I was Baptist. I went back to the church I went to on accident one day because I had skipped my own after spring break. I liked the sermon today -- there were 5 points, not as clear as a Presbyterian's would be, but still discernable. I found the emphasis on Christ above all to be refreshing. I found the emphasis on personal devotions very nice (coming from a church where the layreaders don't know where 2nd Peter is). And the friendliness can't be compared to any church I've ever been to. I met a lady today named .... no really .... Cookie. She was one of the people passing out visitor booklets with imformation on the church and a card to put on the offering so they knew you were there. I sat next to her during the service -- and she made sure I met all the people involved in teaching the young adult bible study. We'll see about this one! Its kind of fun to be visiting!