-- I thought about the phrase "tubal ligation" pretty much every time the pastor said "mom" or "mother." Most doctors won't give one to a 25-year-old with no kids, but maybe in 10 years...
-- Luke 17:34 (KJV), you're *so* naughty!!!
-- It makes me sad when people leave in droves during the invitation. Especially in the morning service. Where do you *have* to be at 10 a.m. that you can't wait five more minutes? It's not like you need to rush to beat the lunch buffet crowd. If I could preach, I'd preach a whole sermon on this. But I imagine I'd really, really suck at preaching, so I might just have to dedicate an entry to this topic one day.
-- It seems as if I will never live down this blog post about how being around those fantastic huggers at "Church on the Boulder in Pascagoula" has helped me to learn how to hug without freaking out. I don't mind. I can't think of a better blog topic by which I could be defined. I enjoy sharing the journey with everyone. Oh, and the church name is fictitious, as to protect the innocent. Any similarities to an actual church name are purely coincidental...
-- Speaking of hugging, there wasn't as much going on today as usual, but I think everyone was trying to get out quickly to hit the Mother's Day buffet lines. I got two side hugs that I distinctly remember and maybe a couple of loose front hugs. Maybe I need to be more aggressive in my hugging, but I'm still learning how to receive. I don't know if I'm yet ready to give on a regular basis.
-- Afterthought: For breakfast I ate some of those barely edible mini chocolate covered doughnuts you can buy in packs of six at gas stations. I really had a craving for the powdered sugar-coated ones, but I didn't want to get the sugar all over my purple dress.
-- This was the first time this year that I have worn a dress to church. I broke out a skirt last week, but it was a very casual skirt. This dress, likewise, is pretty casual, but it's a dress, and that counts for something.
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