Happy Monday, loyal readers. It's a better late than never post today, I suppose. For whatever reason I'm having a difficult time getting back into a regular blogging routine. Perhaps by the end of the month things will be back to normal.
So, I promised at the end of last week that I would let you know how
things went when I hosted my Sunday school class over for Bible study
and that is precisely what I intend to tell you about today. First, a
little background information - I'm now attending Mayfair Church of
Christ, having left pretty much the only congregation I've ever known
back in the fall. The class I attend, as well as Jackie and my cousins
Alexandra and Anna (when she's in town) is the Young Professionals class
and although I'm one of the oldest people in the class, it has been a
nice change of events in my life. This group is involved in a lot of
activities and they do a lot of things together so there is never a want
for something to do. Justin has also been involved with the group on
occasion and I think it has been a real encouragement to him as well,
which has been nice to see.
On Thursdays, the group gets together for a Bible study and dinner and
they call it Link - why, you may ask. Well, I have no idea. At any rate,
back in the fall, I signed up to host on January 10. Justin and I went
to the Link on January 3 to see how it was and there were around 20-15
people there and I began to get a little concerned. My house is right at
1,000 square feet and the rooms are small. I've had around 50 or so
people at my house before, but it was my open house and people were
inside, outside, milling about and not sitting down eating dinner; so, I
was anxious to see who all would show up and where in the heck we would
Justin came over around 5:00 to help me finish getting set up and then
we waited on everyone to arrive. I made a double batch of taco soup and
two chocolate cakes and prayed it would be enough food. Link started at
7:00 and my cousin Anna was the first to arrive about 10 minutes before
7:00. The three of us chatted while we waited on everyone else to show
up and once everyone arrived, there were a total of 19 people (including
me and Justin). Thankfully there was enough food for everyone and some
people even had seconds. One girl thanked me for having enough food
because apparently there has not been enough in times past. Only 3/4 of
one cake was eaten so I took one and a fourth cake in to work the next
day where it was quickly devoured.
Justin delivered the message for us and even used his "preacher voice"
which gave me a good chuckle. I think everyone had a good time, despite
the fact that we had to get up close and personal with each other. We
made it through the night with only one accident when a stack of Bibles
toppled over and knocked a coffee off the bookcase. Justin helped the
damsel in distress and in his haste to be a rescuer, attempted to hand
me a framed Bible verse that my aunt and uncle gave me for my house
warming; but, instead of making sure there was a hand securely
underneath, he let it just drop to the floor and it broke.
Some folks left when Justin was finished with his message of the night,
but others stuck around for a while and the last people left around
10:00. I mopped the hardwoods in the den twice before going to bed and
probably could have mopped them twice more; because it was raining the
floors ended up quite dirty - and sticky thanks to the spilled coffee.
So, it was a good night - we were packed tight but there were no
complaints and I think everyone enjoyed themselves; well, everyone but
The Tide who was none to happy about being holed up in the spare
bedroom. . I hope to host again with the weather warms up; that way we
can grill hot dogs and hamburgers and everyone can bring a lawn chair
and we won't be so cramped. The house survived, I survived, and most
importantly, The Tide survived.