Beach Bound…

You probably won’t be hearing much from me for the next few days. The Lord willing, I’ll be heading for Bethany Beach (pictured below) with part of my family for some much needed rest and relaxation.

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Please keep my son, Benjamin, in your prayers. He is in New Orleans this week working with a group that is renovating houses. While there have already been many who have lent a helping hand, the needs that remain in this area are astounding. Several readers of this blog live in or near the hurricane ravaged region. You are very well aware of the fact that there are many needs that have not yet been met.

One additional thought: Perhaps this blogging break would be a good time for some light-hearted fun. Take a minute and search the nether reaches of your memory banks. Look high and low for a tid-bit that you can share. Have you witnessed something funny in a worship gathering? Have you heard a speaker get his tang all toungled up…like he or she got his / her tongue wrapped around his / her eye-teeth so that s/he could not see what s/he was saying? You know what I’m talking about…worship bloopers and the like.

Example:

I’ve heard this one several times. A preacher was getting ready to begin his sermon when he looked down and noticed that his pants were partially unzipped. No problem, he thought. He then said, “Before we begin, let’s pray.” As he led the assembled saints in prayer he discretely zipped his pants. But there was a problem, which he didn’t notice until he finished the prayer. For, after the “amen” had been spoken, he raised his head to look at the congregation but felt an unusual tug on his neck. He couldn’t believe it. He had zipped his necktie into his pants! Without missing a beat he said to the bemused assembly, “Let’s pray again.”

Anyone have anything she or he would like to share?

Blessings to all,

-bill

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7 Responses to Beach Bound…

  1. Blessings my brother.

    Shalom,
    Bobby Valentine

  2. Dee Andrews says:

    Hope you have a great time at Bethany Beach this week. Looks like a great place to vacation. (Much more so than my present location, but then my mom’s here, so . . . you know.)

    I’ll be praying for your son, too, in his work in New Orleans this week. While the laborers from near and far have been many over the past 11 months, the needs are even greater and will be for not just months, but years to come.

    As for worship service bloopers – I can think of several really funny ones, but you would have to have been there to really appreciate them. Let me think about it a bit. I don’t know if they would translate well here in writing or not.

    Have a great week!

  3. kreyes says:

    Hi Bill,

    Traveling mercies to you and yours. I pray you have a blessed and refreshing trip to the beach! Look forward to your return.

    Peace,
    kreyes

  4. dojo says:

    beautiful beach. Have a great time. I will be thinking on the “funny stories”, right now I am drawing a blank….

  5. Kathy says:

    Enjoy! Relax! Immerse youself in family! Forget this blog during that time! Return safely!!

    Pleading travel mercies for y’all!!

  6. cwinwc says:

    Enjoy your vacation.
    Funny story –
    Several years ago our preacher was preaching about the evil of drinking any alcohol. BTW – he has since changed his mind to the moderation position.

    Any way, our worship leader hadn’t given too much thought to his invitation song because as the invitation was given, he led the church in, “There’s a fountain free just for you and me!”

  7. Greg England says:

    While living in Florida, one of the elder’s sons wanted to be re-baptized. Though I no longer see the value or significance in that, I agreed to baptize him on a Sunday night. The baptistry had wooden panels over each end, covering the steps and a large screen over the rest of the area to keep down evaporation. We would generally remove the wooden panels from whichever end we were using to enter the baptistry and leave the other end alone. That night, somehow as I pushed him under the water, we ventured too far toward the ladies side and while he was still under the water, he got up under the wooden panel as well. When I attempted to lilft him out of the water, his head crashed into the wooden panel and the audience heard a loud, “Umph!” and then some gurgling as he went back under to move out from under the wooden panel!
    Needless to say, the whole “resurrection of new life” symbolism was lost in the laughter. For some reason, no one wanted me to do their baptisms at that church for a long time.

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