Well, I woke up this morning and saw the rain drops falling all around, and the first thing I thought was: I’m not getting out of bed to go to church in this weather. I mean, what’s the point of getting dressed in my nice clothes, just to have my shoes ruined by walking through the water in that church parking lot? And why don’t those deacons we have meet people in the parking lot with umbrellas so people don’t have to get wet? Sure, they may get soaked, but that’s their job, and at least the rest of us could enjoy a dry service. I might would go then, but I don’t know, my hair would probably flop. Ah, that preacher is probably preaching on something brother and sister so-n-so need anyway. I think I’ll just lay here and catch a few more Z’s.
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