My alarm went off at 5:45 a.m. And, sadly it wasn’t a surfing alarm. I gave my second sermon this morning at the 8:00 worship service. Dana Barker (my good friend who just had brain surgery and is doing well—thank you, God), met me at the door with a gift and a cute little card. It had a picture of naked babies sitting in flower pots. The inside of the card said, “8:00 folks aren’t so bad. Just picture them naked…in pots!” Thanks for the tip, Dana!
Honestly, I’m walking away from this one saying, “Well, eventually one is going to suck.” Despite the fact that I practiced it tons of times, it still just didn’t feel right. Of course, it didn’t help that the whole intro to the sermon was ruined because of a microphone
glitch: we had just gotten done watching a video clip about the first planes to break the sound barrier, I hopped up to speak, and in and out it went. Lea came up to switch mics with me, and someone jokingly yelled out, “You broke the sound barrier!” Too funny. But unfortunately, I had a hard time getting back into the groove after the unexpected frazzle. There were times I looked out at the congregation—one dude was sleeping—and I thought, “God, are you sure you can use me in this ministry?” 8:00 is a tougher crowd, that’s for sure. I still heard gobs of praise after the service, but you know how it is when you’re not convinced it was all that great. This photo was taken I believe when I was saying, "Is it just me, or does this alb do nothing for my figure?" Not to mention the fact that I was sweating profusely by the end of the service! Albs = boo! One small victory: 8:00 worship got out ON TIME! I tried really hard to stick to the time chart, and did it! Baby steps!I went back to my office in between services and found a HUGE cinnamon muffin sitting on my
If any of you back home are concerned I’m turning into a different person while living in CA, rest assured, I’m not. Here’s proof of it. I said about 4 lines today that were off the wall inappropriate for worship. I said the while my mic was on, while standing in front of the congregation. Read on
if you want a good laugh:“Good Golly, I’m done. Stand up and let’s sing our praises to God.”
“If you’re a visitor today, we’re just so stinkin’ glad you’re here.”
“It’s actually ok that my microphone isn’t working, I don’t like Star Trek and didn’t have anything good to say about that clip anyway!”
I catch flak for all this jargon, but it’s reassuring to me, that I’m being exactly who God made me to be. If worship can’t make my speech better, I don’t know what will!
Kelly and I finished getting the backdrop set up for tonight, and practiced our "pretty faces" as we tested the light. Here are a few funny ones to share:

At the end of the night, I had to run over to our 7:00 worship service and
didn’t have time to change my outfit. So, Amber the pirate showed up to do the thematic intro. It got a few laughs, that’s for sure. Then, I ran back to the carnival and took a group photo of all the volunteers. Man, it’s been a great day. Thanks be to God for all the children and their families who stepped foot on our campus this day.

3 comments:
Another spectacular, over-the-fence home-run by Team Amber! (I'll be soooo glad when the World Series concludes! Baseball is really tough, what with the double vision and all!)
What was the sleeping guy wearing?
You did NOT mention Star Trek, did you? Must have zoned out...
Who's that rockin' hippie you're flirting with? Is he the guy who told me just this morning that he'd love to hear more "By golly"s in Good Shepherd's sermons? He's totally genuine, too, as I can assure you he still hasn't read your blog, not that he hasn't been encouraged innumerable times.
You're leaving WHEN? It is not almost Halloween. I must have lost some days. I feel a need for a pastoral care visit coming on...
If that's next to impossible, don't sweat it. Just have a memorable trip home, take lots of photos, and be sure to come back, ya'hear!
You're too cute.
And I think we need to fashion design some albs. You in?
TICKLE ALBS! AHH!?!?!
Whoops! I was so sure the hippie was Greg! Well, the other comments were about Greg...
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