I forgot to share a funny story from last night!
My church doesn't have a Good Friday service, so my family drove up to Wisconsin and went to the service at the church we attended when we lived there. Like my church now, it's Baptist and extremely conservative. The only difference is that my church now is tiny, and everyone is well aware of the fact that no one else is as conservative as them. My old church has over a thousand people--not enormous, but enough for them all to affirm each other in their conservativeness and never even consider more "liberal" possibilities.
Before the service started, we were talking with this darling old man who used to give all the kids candy when I was little. He asked where I was attending school. Though most would consider my school pretty conservative, he apparently didn't agree. He gave me this absolutely bewildered look and said, "Not Maranatha or Bob Jones?" I said no and proceeded to justify my reasoning with pathetic things like, "Well my grandparents live really close to this school..." Even after my lame explanations, he shook his head, still appearing utterly confused, and definitively stated, "But a pretty girl like you should be at Maranatha or Bob Jones!"
I just gave him a grim smile and tried my hardest not to laugh.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
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