A local Methodist church has Sunday morning services at 7:30 on the pier at the beach for the summer. I love going because it's really casual and it's outside and I just think it's neat. Someone brings a chocolate lab that sprawls out on the pier and snoozes through the whole thing. People bring chairs or you can sit on the benches. They bring a small sound system. It's pretty neat to see people fishing or going out in their boats while the service is going on.
And while the service is ultra casual, I wonder if some people think about what they are wearing. I have no problem with the runner who accidentally finds church on the beach and stays in running clothes. Or the man who will soon be on his wind surfer. But the woman in front of me wearing a t-shirt that has something funny about drunk lobsters? Something I don't exactly understand? Not exactly church material. On the back of her shirt, there was a picture of a bunch of lobsters sitting at a bar and one fell off the chair onto the floor. And it said something like "watch for falling lobsters." Hmmm.
I grow things, I ride things, I bake things, I can things, I sew things and I make things. Sit with me on Aunt Mildred's Porch to witness this crazy journey I call my life and share the fun, laughter and utter foolishness that I come across from day to day. If you don't want to see pictures of my butt, you should just move along.
Monday, June 28, 2010
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Yet another reason why we Methodists totally ROCK! :)
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