Today I had church in Target. It was great and was the best and happiest I've felt in a long time about serving with other Christians.
That being said, I've realized that church can happen in a dorm room. Church can happen in an open field beside a lake. Church can happen in a sanctuary. It can happen in an un-air conditioned elementary school cafeteria. It can happen in a hotel lobby.
Church could happen in Wal-Mart too, but I don't think I'd want to go to that one.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Late Night.
I don't think words suffice right now.
Maybe kicking, screaming, dancing, crying, jumping on my bed, mourning, or bursting into jubilant song would.
Film has too great of an affect on me.
Saturday + Sunday= My Sabbath. An extended day of rest.
Maybe kicking, screaming, dancing, crying, jumping on my bed, mourning, or bursting into jubilant song would.
Film has too great of an affect on me.
Saturday + Sunday= My Sabbath. An extended day of rest.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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