Smitty-Bits
Last Sunday, our class of 25 wrapped up a mini-course on the book of Colossians. Our sage-like (yet still youthful) professor was Friend #88's spouse, whom I shall henceforth dub Friend #88a. Now Friend #88 shall be known on these glowing pages as #88b. Being the author and creator of this number-thing, I get to make up my own rules.
Anyway. Friend #88a had our rapt attention because he is such a gifted communicator. Also, he is crazily passionate about the topic, that being the Word of God. He danced, he sang, he rapped. He quoted hymns, snippets of pop music, and advertising jingles. He dragged his fingernails across the chalkboard. A few times, he screamed. You gotta understand: it's early on a Sunday morning, and the aroma of freshly-brewed gourmet coffee is wafting up the stairs from the fellowship hall. Desperate measures are called for, even recommended, to keep the class from zoning out.
Throughout the six weeks, I kept a running lexicon of his quips. With his kind yet bemused permission, I share the spoils here for your entertainment, enrichment, and curiosity. By the way, we really learned a lot about the book of Colossians.
Of Jesus:
This is a big Jesus we're dealing with here.
Jesus just got bigger in my little pea-brain.
He's the Whole Enchilada.
Let's not have a bonsai-tree view of Jesus.
Proclamations:
You don't have to spell well to get to heaven.
You don't look like such-a-much-a.
The man with the sneakiest guns wins.
Barking doesn't make me a dog.
Earth: an amazing floating incubator. Who's driving this ball?
That's the whole shootin' match right there.
These aren't just nice words put on a Hallmark card 500 years ago.
We can't say, "Here's our little Hallmark card: Jesus."
Let's take our faith for a test drive.
We're gonna try and land this plane.
Are there any notes too high or too low that we can't sing them? We could, but we may just be
entertaining dogs.
Anyway. Friend #88a had our rapt attention because he is such a gifted communicator. Also, he is crazily passionate about the topic, that being the Word of God. He danced, he sang, he rapped. He quoted hymns, snippets of pop music, and advertising jingles. He dragged his fingernails across the chalkboard. A few times, he screamed. You gotta understand: it's early on a Sunday morning, and the aroma of freshly-brewed gourmet coffee is wafting up the stairs from the fellowship hall. Desperate measures are called for, even recommended, to keep the class from zoning out.
Throughout the six weeks, I kept a running lexicon of his quips. With his kind yet bemused permission, I share the spoils here for your entertainment, enrichment, and curiosity. By the way, we really learned a lot about the book of Colossians.
Of Jesus:
This is a big Jesus we're dealing with here.
Jesus just got bigger in my little pea-brain.
He's the Whole Enchilada.
Let's not have a bonsai-tree view of Jesus.
Proclamations:
You don't have to spell well to get to heaven.
You don't look like such-a-much-a.
The man with the sneakiest guns wins.
Barking doesn't make me a dog.
Earth: an amazing floating incubator. Who's driving this ball?
That's the whole shootin' match right there.
These aren't just nice words put on a Hallmark card 500 years ago.
We can't say, "Here's our little Hallmark card: Jesus."
Let's take our faith for a test drive.
We're gonna try and land this plane.
Are there any notes too high or too low that we can't sing them? We could, but we may just be
entertaining dogs.
posted by thisrequiresthought at 4:24 PM
1 Comments:
Nanc,
I just read your last few posts and am wondering what color you painted your living room. I loved the green, but am sure that the new color looks great (or did you keep the same color?)!!! And "peacock blue" for the mudroom...what fun! I'll have to have you over to see the finished upstairs bath. It's great!
See ya Sunday!
Love,
Jude T. (I noticed another "judy" comment last post:-))
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