I'm with three of my favorite people...(don't worry...i have other favorite people too...if you're not included in the following list). Andrew Peters, J. Ware, and Kathy Roberts. We're all at Kathy Roberts' house in her living room. Her two Jack Russells named Chase and Taffy were...well...they were being Jack Russells. Not exactly an Owens family favorite species. (or should i say "sub-species"?) Believe it or not, we were working...discussing the direction of JR and SR high ministry at Crossroads. Don't ask why were in Kathy's living room.
This is a day that Kathy, J. and I had been looking forward to for quite awhile...and we drug Andrew into it at the last minute. So, Kathy begins our meeting with a sort of agenda for the day, and then proceeds to jump right into the discussion. And being the pious and always-on-task Christian youth leader that I am, I suggested that we should start the meeting with a prayer. That seemed like a logical thing to do...ask God to lead us and all. Everyone quickly agrees after such an oversight, and I launch into my prayer.
So i'm praying...out loud. And i'm feelin' it. Really. No crazy stuff...i'm just into it. The words are flowing, and i'm not sure how to describe it...but my humble petition to the Lord seems to be just the right way to start our meeting. I thanked God for everyone in the room. I confessed that we were all feeling a little anxious to see where our ministry was headed. And I invited God to show up in our words and thoughts as we worked together to follow him as a team that really loves JR and SR high kids.
So i'm still praying and Chase and Taffy (dogs) have really taken to me. I noticed - with my eyes closed, of course - that they are climbing on me, and maybe they're fighting with each other...you know...the way dogs do when they play. But since my eyes are closed, and my mind is focused on Jesus, I'm really not totally aware of Chase and Taffy's actual positions. And just as i'm launching into my prayer's sincere close...there is laughter. Then repetitive, short-haired, furry friction...occurring in the space between my calves and the front of the chair i'm sitting in (head bowed). And when i say "repetitive friction"...well...i'm talking about doggie sex. Chase behind Taffy behind my legs...while i'm praying.
So...my humble prayer was interrupted by roaring laughter and doggie sex. Perfect.
An ideal beginning for a meeting that held the potential to change the course of youth ministry at Crossroads.
Nothing better.
PO
8 comments:
WOW. That is really all I can say, PO. I am just glad it wasn't me.
Brilliant. I'm so glad you shared that story. You may want to fill everyone in that you, in fact, never did finish that prayer, and God may still be wondering what excellent close you were going to use. You may want to finish it now, just so you're in a good place with him.
Ahhhh, the infamous Jack Russells ... I can't believe that one household can contain two of them.
seriously. Paul, your blog thus far makes me think that your life is pretty eventful and dramatic - I'm anxious to see if you can keep up the entertainment for the long term. :-)
PO, This is when you wnat someone with a video camera (not bowing their head) taking a clip for America's funniest video - $10,000 winner and a recording of the prayer for later to remind you of how spiritual that act was.
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That's HILARIOUS!! I get the privilege of hanging out with Taffy and Chase four days a week! Can't say that I've ever witnessed doggie sex, though. They must REALLY like you. :o)
Thanks Paul, I needed that . . .
But my new rule is never to read your blog and eat at the same time. I'm going to clean my screen now.
Paul,
please post! please post!
maybe a photo of the day...????
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