A Conversation With Mom

“Well, a funny thing happened yesterday.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, Darin called, and when he asked me when I was coming back to Youth, I told him that I might not be.”

“Oh. And what did he say?”

“We talked about it for a while, and he understood.”

“That’s good. The megachurch thing scares me.”

“It scares me, too, but it might be good for you.” We then talked about who was at Asbury, etc.; Mom didn’t recognize any names, and neither did I.

I have always called Asbury UMC/Madison, AL, “Fort God UMC, Madison”. I’ve done so somewhat derisively.

I get the sinking sensation that I might be humbled yet again for words that I’ve said without fully appreciating their effect…

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  1. I’m pretty sure God delights in letting us make bold pronouncements, then putting us in a situation where we have to eat those words one spiky letter at a time. I can be mildly smug about this right now because it’s been a while since I’ve had that happen to me. I’m sure it’ll strike again in the near future.

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