AUTHOR: hanson
DATE: 5/25/2003 11:23:00 PM
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BODY:
Went to the huddle house for breakfast this morning and this one dude came riding up on a motorcycle with a sidecar. What tripped me out was the dude was riding in the sidecar and no one was on the motorcycle.
Turns out he was handicapped and all the controls for the motorcycle were in the sidecar.
I love stuff like that.
Church this afternoon I mentioned there are something like 168 hours in a week and this one hour on sunday has almost no reflection on who we are, or what we do! In fact trying to manufacture some kind of build up in religious fervor for "special time" one hour every week seems to be an exercise in futility, not to mention the aggravation.
The best stuff is either the smaller group type interaction or the eating together and hanging out afterwards.
Case in point.
After church we ate dinner and then went to see Bruce Almighty.
Morgan Freeman mopping the floor is one of the simplest and yet most eloquent displays of God as servant from a theological perspective I've ever seen. The imagery throughout was the kind that sticks with you long after you leave the theater.
Seems like the best theology is the simplest...and I laughed my ass off!
Tonight there are about twenty of us on my front porch bullshitting and enjoying one anothers company.
A fitting end to a Sunday....
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