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Church Fun

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The sole purpose of going to church is to worship, right? Yes. But, when the last hymn has been sung, the last “amen” uttered, and the last person has exited the sanctuary, the fun begins.

God has been served and will continue to be served as his people enjoy one another’s company in the C.E.H. (Christian Education Hall) after each morning service. It’s called fellowship.

This Sunday I had more fun than usual because I was on “coffee duty” in the kitchen with several other people. There was chatter and laughter as light-hearted conversation accompanied the preparation of ninety cups of coffee and sixty cups of tea. Even more fun was serving each person who came to the counter for their choice of beverage. “Just a half cup, please” or “Three quarters of a cup will be fine” or “Could you top that up a little more?” A young lad of perhaps twelve, smiling through his braces, said, “Coffee, please”. No fruit juice and cookies for him at the kid’s table!

It was even more fun because two of our members happily celebrated their fiftieth wedding anniversary, and two giant strawberry shortcakes were a tasty addition to the tea and coffee.

Yes, we go to church to worship God, but I know he likes his children to have fun, too. Proverbs 17:22 says a cheerful heart is like good medicine, and for me that is a prescription for church fun.

Gratefully Yours (Day One)

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There seems to be a “gratitude” thing going on these days and I would like to participate. I’m seeing people being grateful on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc., so I’m going to be grateful on my blog for a few days. Would anyone like to join me? It could be a lot of fun  :). Let’s be grateful for five things a day for five days and see where that takes us. It goes without saying that every day I am grateful for the presence of God in my life, so although He is always part of my list, I won’t list Him every day because I tell Him every day. So here goes…

Today I am grateful for:

waking up this morning

having enough milk for my coffee and butter for my toast after forgetting to go shopping for these items

being energized after my fitness class instead of cramped and achy

getting a last minute appointment for a hair cut

Snapd newspaper emailing me the results of their coverage of my book launch on September 6th. (wish I could find a way to share that with you!)

And that’s my gratitude list for today. I can hardly wait for tomorrow!  🙂

 

 

Just for Laughs

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It appears that most of my blogs have been on a more serious bent and I am about to change that. Proverbs 15:30 says A cheerful look brings joy to the heart…and Proverbs 17:22 A cheerful heart is good medicine…

Today’s post will include some Christian humor…just a little…just for laughs. Here goes….

A man appeared before St. Peter at the Pearly Gates. “Have you done anything of merit?” St. Peter asked. “Well, I can think of one thing”, the man offered. “Once on a trip to the Black Hills out in South Dakota, I came upon a gang of high-testosterone bikers who were threatening a young woman. I directed them to leave her alone but they wouldn’t listen. So I approached the largest and most heavily tattooed biker, smacked him on the head, kicked his bike over, ripped out his nose ring and threw it on the ground. I yelled, “Now back off biker boy or you’ll answer to me!” St. Peter was impressed. “When did this happen?” he asked. “Just a couple of minutes ago.”

 A man, his wife and mother-in-law went on a vacation to the Holy Land. While they were there the mother-in-law passed away. The undertaker told them “You can have her shipped home for $5000 or you can bury her here in the Holy Land for $150.” The man thought about it and told him he’d just have her shipped home. “Why? Why would you spend $5,000 to ship your mother-in-law home when it would be wonderful to be buried here and spend only $150.” The man said, “A man died here 2000 years ago, was buried here, and three days later he rose from the dead.” I just can’t take that chance.”

This is about a middle-aged woman who wanted a new improved self.

Unfortunately she ends up injured in a car accident and is rushed to hospital. As she floats in and out of consciousness, she begs God to keep her alive. God tells her not to worry and promises her a long, long life.

While she’s in hospital recovering from her broken bones she figures she might as well get a few other things done. She opts for a tummy tuck, a breast augmentation, has her eyes lifted and her nose reduced.

She looks and feels like a new woman and can’t wait to show the world.

She had just left the hospital for home when a bus rounds the corner, slams into her and kills her. When she gets to heaven she’s furious and tells God “You said I was going to live a long life. What happened?”

God studies her face and says, “I didn’t recognize you!”

 

A man was taking it easy, lying on the grass looking up at the clouds and decided to talk to God. “God” he said “How long is a million years?” God answered, “In my frame of reference, it’s about a minute.” Then the man asked God “How much is a million dollars?”

God answered, “To me it’s a penny.”

The man asked “God can I have a penny?”

God said, “In a minute.”

And that’s it for my attempt at Christian humor. My apologies to anyone who may take offence; especially bikers, mothers-in-law, and those prone to gilding the lily.

In case you are wondering where my material came from, I borrowed it from one of my Alpha experiences. My pastor loved to open each session with a bit of humor.

Until tomorrow….

The Child in Me

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GG Brooke & CoraWhen I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. (1 Corinthians 13:11)

But then I grew up and put all childish things behind me. Well, you know, I really didn’t. I have a collection of Cabbage Patch Kids which began back in 1980 when I was bugging my daughters to have babies so I could be a grandmother. To keep me quiet until they were ready to accommodate my wishes, they gave me a CPK for Christmas one year–and then another and another.

I’m happy I still have those Kids because my great-granddaughters love to play with them when they come to visit.

Last Saturday, I was at a church bazaar and what do you think I found? A Cabbage Patch Kid–a lovely little girl, a little the worse for wear, but the child in me had to have her. I walked around that bazarre cuddling my new cutie-pie, and couldn’t wait to get home to add her to my CPK family.

When I was a child, I loved to hug trees. I still do, much to the embarrassment of my family when we are out together in a public park and I stop to hug a tree. I taught my grandchildren and great-grands to hug trees too!

When I was a child, I learned to say my prayers–Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep, etc–and taught that prayer to my children when they were small. Along with my everyday prayers, I throw that one in once in awhile just for the memories.

When I was a child, I was very serious. I know this because I was constantly being told, “Don’t be so serious!”

When My Precious Life, my memoir, finally arrives at the book stores, you will understand why I was so serious. Now, because I love to smile and make jokes I’m sometimes asked, “Are you ever serious?” Go figure!

When I was a child, my imagination ran wild. It still does.

As a child, I loved to daydream, and I still do. I love getting lost in reverie.

So you see, I am still a child at heart, and that’s okay because Proverbs 22:6 says Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it.

And I say, “Amen to that!”