Moi Thoughts

Following the facials we headed to our associate Pastor's home where his wife treated us to manicures.  We scrubbed our hands, soaked our nails in a cleanser, dipped our hands in paraffin wax, filed and buffed our nails and ended up with cuticle softener and a hand massage with wonderful lotion.

The evening ended with hairdos at my sister's home.  By then it was after midnight and we were all so relaxed from all of the previous pampering that we were about ready to fall into bed. Sarah, Rachel, and I did some hairdos then called it a night.  I got home at 2:00 and fell into bed.  I was relaxed and absolutely exhausted from my 3 1/2 hour exam I'd taken before the partying began.  We had a great night and a good time together with snacks at each house and an awesome time of fellowship.  We ended the night by deciding that rather than doing this only once a year we need to do it about every three months. :)

Being a PK gives one a completely different perspective on things that come over the pulpit at times. I do not mean this is in a negative way. There are just some things, that are preached, which are extremely humorous. This is simply because there is a more personal understanding or identification of relation to the topic. Many times ministers say things that are incredibly humorous and the pk sitting in the pew gets way more laughs out of it than the rest of the congregation. For whatever reason. I've heard so much stuff, bloopers and topics meant to be real, in a lifetime that still makes me laugh when reminiscing.

Last night was one of those times. Somehow my father got on the topic of beans. I don't remember what started it. However, he proceeded to tell an hispanic man in the church that on Wed. night he got started on refried beans and yesterday, he was going to town on ham and beans, and today was his day off so he was going to hit the beans some more. He was just seriously pontificating on how much he loved beans. Now what is it about the topic of beans that makes people laugh? Because by now, the church was acting up something terrible, especially my sister. There I was trying to be serious, while signing for the hearing impaired, and all I could see were the smart comments and the snickers flowing between her, her husband, my mom, and my cousin.

Well, my dad really got excited about the fact that he was going to eat beans today. So, I quietly reminded him that he had a 12th year Pastoral Anniversary to attend tonight so he might want to take it easy on the beans. From there, it was over, cause when my sister starts laughing...... Needless to say, it's hard to get it stopped. He did not mean anything personal about the beans, he was simply using it for an example about how when one loves something, they want more and more of it. However, the human mind, when left to itself, thinks in the pattern of the natural man and the congregation from young to old was getting a humongous kick out of the whole bean illustration. He did not realize how some of the things he was saying were adding to the route most minds in the congregation were taking.

Finally we got ourselves under control and he was able to get back to business. Except for my sister who had the snickers the rest of the service. I just had to completely ignore looking at her or I would've never been able to continue signing. It's just a sister thing, you can talk with your eyes and never say a word. When we get going it's hard to stop and we would have just kept cracking up, so it was vital that my focus be kept where it needed to be.

My mom gave me the pk parent evil eye, so I thought we were in for trouble. Yeah, we still get it sometimes even if we are in our 30's now. However, I had to crack up after service when she came up to me and, giggling, told me we would have to get the tape so my dad could hear what he had said and how he said it. She felt that it would help him better understand why the congregation took such a mental detour. LOL!! She diplomatically cracks me up........

The silliness of humanity. It sorta just makes one want to walk into a quiet room of people and say something incredibly goofy like "Beanssss......." then stand back and watch everyone's reaction.

Anyway, if your pastor takes a bean trip, it's always smart to have some Beano on hand. That is what we are here for, to help each other out and to share life. Funny stuff.......

....if you don't. You can't make a heart feel something it won't...." Have you ever longed for someone to love you? Tried so hard to do everything just right so that they would see the value that you have or can have to them? Worked with everything in you to be everything you thought they would want or need? We can't make people love us. We cannot lose ourselves trying to emulate what we think the one we love or are infatuated with would desire. Love is incomplete when we piece ourself out attempting to attain our concept of what love should be or is.

Love is a gift that when given, reaps the benefits of love in return. True love is unconditional, yet does not compromise it's values.