You leap out of bed in the
morning, you get really excited about every single sale, and you drive everyone around you
crazy because all you want to talk about is your new business.
My training buddy and I, this
morning we're doing a workout, and I'm just whining like
crazy because I didn't want to be there.
Because even though the phrase «going to church» kind of bugs me (we don't go, we are), and even though it's messy and imperfect, even though I've let them down and they have let me down, even though there are disappointments, even though I don't agree with everybody and they probably think I'm crazy sometimes, too, even though I don't think we need an official sanctioned Sunday morning thing to be part of the Body of Christ, because even though I think the Church crosses a lot of our self - made boundaries and preferences and gatekeepers, I keep choosing this small family out of hope a
Because even though the phrase «going to church» kind of bugs me (we don't go, we are), and even though it's messy and imperfect, even though I've let them down and they have let me down, even though there are disappointments, even though I don't agree with everybody and they probably think I'm
crazy sometimes, too, even though I don't think we need an official sanctioned Sunday
morning thing to be part of the Body of Christ,
because even though I think the Church crosses a lot of our self - made boundaries and preferences and gatekeepers, I keep choosing this small family out of hope a
because even though I think the Church crosses a lot of our self - made boundaries and preferences and gatekeepers, I keep choosing this small family out of hope and joy.
The
morning rush was on and people were coming into the parkade like
crazy while I clung to this pole and hollered that I was NOT MOVING
BECAUSE THIS BABY WAS GOING TO FALL OUT!