Sunday, January 16, 2011
A Baker's Dozen
In spite of the fog, and drizzle, and cold, and mud, there were 13 in church after the new man came in a little late. The new man sat behind the piano player and her husband. During church he raised up and bent over to tell the piano player's husband something and then leaned toward her and told her something. What do you suppose was sooo important it couldn't wait until after church to say it? I'm so curious, too curious for my own good, huh? The one kid who comes fairly regularly always has to make his trip out side to the restroom. At least he is in church and without his little dog Shelby. They said someone took her while they were gone from home. Hope she is close to a church so she can attend. I miss her. Even church is different then it was in the 50's. It would have had to be a dire situation to lean over to talk to someone during the serman or to walk out. We would have almost peed our pants before leaving during the serman. Reminds me of the day the lady (I use that word loosely) raised her hand stood up and told the preacher they had another engagement and had to leave. Our preacher doesn't miss a beat after politely listening. I would probably loose my place and become flustered. Guess that is why I'm not a public speaker.