PAR-TAY, that's right, we had DDR
and a fire, and s'mores, and some dancing, and lots of good food (my roomies are amazing) and there were men. Ok, not lots of men, in fact, mostly married men, but there was not an absurd over abundance of women over men, which was in fact the concern. (RUN ON SENTENCE AT ITS WORST). So it was a hit... at least if the stickiness of the floor is any indicator. Oh, the cider was flowing. That's right, cider. Not hard cider, not spiked cider... simply Hot Cider. Maybe people thought that their cider was spiked and thus the dancing. There was also an abundance of tackiness. I myself had an especially tacky long sleeve t (a mere $5 from the Jewel) that had kittens looking through a snow covered window at a cardinal entrenched in holly. Sooo bad christmas shirts. Props to my friend Jess with the mad puff paint and to Beth with the greatest vest EVER!!! (I am the too old dork that still says "props" evidently).
It is Tuesday night, and I am still tired. 30 - the number alone wears me out; add a party to that and its all over. So what's the scoop with Christmas this year... its on a Sunday, you'd think the powers that be could just change the calendar or something, skip a day, and we could solve this once in seven years issue. I listened to the Moody radio this morning ( I LOVE CHUCK COLSON) and they were making a big deal out of Willow closing their doors on Sunday of Christmas. I say, go Willow. People should be at home on that Sunday. However, for those without family, I say the "church" does not stop at the walls of the building, and the body should embrace those without family, beyond the sunday morning pew... maybe even into their homes (read Acts). So, go on- Willow, Mars HIll and all the other mega churches that I generally am happy to not be a part of, I agree with you on this one... Well Done.
As for me, I am visiting the parentals. Therefore will probably be attending their church which will most likely not be closing their doors on this sacred Sunday. In fact, the only Christmas Sunday I ever remember going to church was at this very church. I think I insisted on wearing the new sweatsuit I had just opened. But, it was 22 years ago, and I could be wrong.... must be 21 years as that is a divisible by 7.
Peace and church community without walls..
Kerm(s)
It is Tuesday night, and I am still tired. 30 - the number alone wears me out; add a party to that and its all over. So what's the scoop with Christmas this year... its on a Sunday, you'd think the powers that be could just change the calendar or something, skip a day, and we could solve this once in seven years issue. I listened to the Moody radio this morning ( I LOVE CHUCK COLSON) and they were making a big deal out of Willow closing their doors on Sunday of Christmas. I say, go Willow. People should be at home on that Sunday. However, for those without family, I say the "church" does not stop at the walls of the building, and the body should embrace those without family, beyond the sunday morning pew... maybe even into their homes (read Acts). So, go on- Willow, Mars HIll and all the other mega churches that I generally am happy to not be a part of, I agree with you on this one... Well Done.
As for me, I am visiting the parentals. Therefore will probably be attending their church which will most likely not be closing their doors on this sacred Sunday. In fact, the only Christmas Sunday I ever remember going to church was at this very church. I think I insisted on wearing the new sweatsuit I had just opened. But, it was 22 years ago, and I could be wrong.... must be 21 years as that is a divisible by 7.
Peace and church community without walls..
Kerm(s)
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