On Friday, I was really feeling that I needed to go to church. I wanted to be around some believers in Jesus and I wanted to hear some Jesus music—I needed some bass and DRUMS in my life. I like drums and drummers—especially if they’re brown and muscly and cute…but of course that’s not the only reason I go to church…especially Mount Zion in Nashville. Heavens no!
I digress.
So I got on Google the same way I found the job that got me where I am now. For the job, I typed “summer camp counselor jobs 2011.” I figured since that worked well to find me a job, sure it could find me a church. On to Google again.
“churches in Holly, MI” Didn’t allude to churches that had drums and bass—no offense to my Presybeterian and Lutheran readers. So I tried
“Baptist churches in Holly, MI.” Bingo. The first site was for The River Church. It sounds cool. Great website. Great graphics. Looks cool. I emailed the pastor and said that I was new, am staying on Milford Road, and would like to come to church. I got an email back and they said they’d come get me on Sunday morning. We set up a time and just like that, I was on my way to church.
The service was nice. I got my drums, my bass, great songs, and got to be around believers. I loved people watching. They are the same everywhere—with minor differences. The drummer looked like he loved Jesus and was pretty attractive, too which was…nice :)
After the regular service, they had another “service.” It happened to be Biker Sunday, which was their community event. There were 300-400 motorcycles and people EVERYWHERE—like roaches. They had a pork roast and hot dogs, baked beans, and chips. I don’t eat pork, so I made my lunch on hamburger buns, baked beans, and I just pollinated the dessert by trying every 5th or 6th dessert on the 18-foot dessert table. Gotta loooooveeeee church picnics.
They had a band playing for a bit, then they had their main speaker come to the stage. He looked like a former rocker/motorcycle rider with bleach blond hair down to his shoulders. I don’t know if either were actually true. He was pretty cool and an acclaimed sword swallower. He faked us out at first with the bendable swords and the retractable ones. But then, he showed us how he was about to swallow a 18-inch, stainless steel sword. I didn’t believe it at first, but I have videos to prove it. He learned the art in India where lived for 2 years. He overcame all kinds of life fears and is now one of the 12 or 13 still living sword swallowers. He’s also been on America’s Got Talent, but that doesn’t really matter. I saw it live and I was amused…and a bit queasy after watching his show.
So yeah. That was my Sunday. I trusted complete strangers off a website. I’m glad they weren’t terrorists. Just please don’t tell my mother :)
JLP
P.S. I love you, Mom!!!
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