Church was good this morning. I like church, being fed and nourished. During the children's message while Adrian was talking about what the cross is, not just an abstract thing, I thought about a moment I had a few years ago.
Often my brain and mouth do not have a conversation with each other before my mouth engages. I've said some pretty odd things over the years. This one happened after I was at a concert or recital at some church in Edmonton. I had been staring at the wall cross behind the altar and it appeared to have a shelf on the bottom leg. I got to thinking, "I bet there's a Jesus statue that they have that they could put up for Lent and special Sundays". I thought about it, and the implications of it, and after the recital was over, went right over to the Pastor and asked excitedly, "Is there a Jesus?"
I backpedalled of course, and I think a helpful housemate helped to explain what I meant, but I still felt a wee bit silly!
After church today was choir. Choir was good, but I get tired so easily lately. I was going to post more, but I think I'll succumb to this sleepy Sunday and go have a rest.