I told the kids in church that JtheB had scratchy underwear. Apparently some of them were listening because they went to the same Living Bethlehem I did (at a different time) and proudly spoke up when asked if anyone had heard of John the Baptist - oh yes, he had uncomfortable underwear - on said - much to his parents chagrin. Hehehe. Oh well - they remembered something - apparently eating bugs came into the convesation too.
But we are getdting ready - my kids each had to choose one item for Christmas dinner - two chose chocolate cream pie, one corndogs and one peas - I will have to fill in the rest myself - getting ready. I am in the luxurious position of being able to think about it this year more than ever - about the coming, the entering in - I have no Church rushing to do and the rabbit cage arrived via UPS so there will be no great disasters.
Do I believe I am unfit to untie anyone's shoes? Do I think I would be willing to be the trailblazer, the one who stood out this much? Perhaps but probably not. Probably not, probably rather stick with the turkey plans and twinkling lights - that makes life easier, not so many questions and definitely no stinky feet.
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