Sally will be ministering through
special music this morning
and then share in concert tonight
at 6PM.
Come and worship the Lord!
The Stars At Night Are Big And Bright
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Recently overheard conversation somewhere in the stratosphere:
“Say” says one to the other . . . “whatever happened to that ministry with the oddball name? You know, the ones who pulled a reverse Beverly Hillbillies and left Californy for somewhere in . . . you know—the less civilized part of the world?”
“Oh yeah. The Impertinent People,” said the other to the one. “I think they moved to Texas and started a jug band music . . . band.”
“ . . . whatever happened to that ministry with the oddball name?”
“No, I don’t think it was jug band music. I’m pretty sure she gave up California Dreaming for a spot in the San Antonio Kazoo Symphony,” offered a third potential rocket scientist. Called themselves The Impregnable People.”
“Not even close to true,” argued the first. “I know for a certainty she had three kids with quintuplets on the way. And it was more like she was living in Havana or Tuscaloosa or somewhere the fertility rate is astounding for senior citizens.”
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“I heard they bought a house and turned it into a squirrel sanctuary.”
“Well, I heard they tore down the squirrel sanctuary and are now sod farmers. Too bad about the drought. But brown is a nice color too.”
“I know for a fact they changed their name to Impossible People and gave up the ministry for Lent!”
Big News Shakes Los Angeles (Film at 11)
Dear Friends of Improbable People,
Sally and I have a couple pretty big announcements to share with you today. The first is earthquake-sized. Let’s call it a 6.5 on the Richter Scale. Maybe a 7.1 . Anyway–it’s gigantic. It’s disruptive. It’s . . . 7.1 FER GOSH SAKES!!!
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What more description do you need? It’s get-under-your desks-the-crystal-chandelier-is-going-to-fall-on-you kind of big. It’s a take-as-long-as-you-need-to-digest-this information-but-if-you-do-the Earth-may-open-beneath-you-and-swallow-your-house-whole type memo. [Read more…]
First Assembly Of God, Killeen, TX
Bat Zion Messianic Congregation, Duncanville, TX
You Know You’re a Los Angelian (Angelonian?) Living in Houston When . . .
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Since moving to Texas a few months back I continue to be surprised by the intense differences in the daily lives between peoples who speak the same language but live in different parts of the country. My dad asked me for a few words to sum up these daily examples of shock and awe:
You know You’re a Los Angelian Living in Houston When:
1. You start to use the words “like” and “y’all” in the same sentence. (i.e. “Ya’ll should, like, totally come ‘round again.”)
2. Cracker Barrel.
3. Forget Where The Sidewalk Ends . . . you’re perpetually searching for where the sidewalk begins.
4. You are weirded out by the immense berth cars give pedestrians in residential neighborhoods. [Read more…]
Interstate Culture Shock
I’ve been to a lot of places in my life. As a kid, I traveled all over the United States with Mom and Dad. I’ve been to Mexico twice on Youth Group mission trips and over to Ireland, Northern Ireland, Germany, and Austria with Mom on her travels.
You’d think I would have experienced culture shock in any of these settings. Of course, it was funny to learn that “pants” means underwear in Ireland and that Germany has so many one-way streets that it’s hard to get anywhere on time in a car. But I did not experience real culture shock in these places. It was closer to culture novelty—a strange one-off happening—because I wasn’t going to stay very long.
I first experienced culture shock in Seattle. At the end of 2007 I moved from Los Angeles to the perpetually overcast city where rain comes in about ten more varieties than you might have thought possible. There I felt each difference, no matter how superficial, to my core. This, after all, was where I was going to live for a really long time.
