2. I scraped off several layers skin on BOTH knees and an elbow while throwing myself at the pastor's office door, because some of us were joking around and pretending it was the Holy of Holies. I was wearing white capris, so I required some work and two bandages from the Church on the Boulder* First Aid Team, because I didn't want the ooze to stain my pants. Out of the group of us, I (of course) was the only one who went to such lengths in the game and was the only one who required medical attention.
3. Someone called me their "thorn in the flesh." I can believe it. That's basically spiritual-talk for what my dad used to call me: Pain in the...well...you know...
4. The Home of Grace men's choir helped lead worship. This was great, because the choir has some hotties, for real. In fact, I think God is calling me to serve over at the men's home in a way that involves me having to live on campus and have lots of contact with the men and such... ;O)
5. So our greeters were having people fill out cards asking them "What would you do differently if you knew this was your last day on earth?" or something similar. I filled mine out with something sassy, and it was one of the cards that got read in front of the whole church. I was kind of assuming my sass would have gotten filtered out.
* Not actual name of church
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