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Tuesday, December 14, 2004
10:09 AMCan you hear the sirens?
OK. So based on my last post I have to do something.

I mentioned the police officers in the resturant and it reminded me of when I was a teen growing up in our church in a Tampa. There was a man there, actually he is still there. He is the one we used to all call the "church police" you know the type, the one who goes around asking people to be quiet all the time, the one who anoints himself "in charge" of all of our services. The guy with ALL the answers and all the opinions. Classic.

I remember one time when we were having a fellowship meal at church and this person (we'll call Bill, to protect the gulity) was doing his usual rounds when he went into the auditorium to find two teens eating. THE HORROR!!! He promptly escorted them to their parents where he explained that we were not allowed to eat in the auditorium, to which the parents replied, "thanks officer." I think like fifty people just died laughing.

There were many stories, even better ones actually. But this is what I am talking about, you know the whole "we don't praise the Lord here" thing. Yeah that's it.

I probably don't have enough people frequent here to get very much response, but I would love to still hear the funny stories that you have, or even the sad and not so funny ones. That seems to be more of the norm when it comes to this but I am interested to know. So let me have it!


Blogger JD said...

Good one, Ed ... Our young adult class just had a throw-down laughter spasm over the same silliness ... coveting your neighbor's ass. All it took was one person to crack up and it was over. I'm sorry that the church police soured your brother on the Family. I'm sure there are many in that predicament.

You had a good one, too, Chris. The only thing that comes to mind right now are the editor-bishops who police the brotherhood. I can't think of anything more damaging to the Body of Christ at large. What kills me is to read the Mailbag at Seek The Old Paths and see the number of people who are "uplifted" and "encouraged" by the slander and condemnation contained therein. There are some cruel people in our Family.  


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