One blog - many contributors. Kind of like a Mensa think tank...okay, nothing like that.
Remember, Jesus SavesThat's a punchline to a joke. Has it been posted here?
Here it is.
I've been looking for that perfect gift for Frank this Easter. TADA!
But he'd better not get me a Jesus frying pan.
Beth, maybe he'll get you that cool crystal cross necklace with the Lord's Prayer in it. You'll be the envy of your next Ladies Social.
(Note to self: Order set of Jesus frying pans...)
Um...his mom already has it. And thanks to you people, it makes me want to laugh every time I see her wear it.And please never ever say Ladies Social again. Ever. I'll have to borrow Katdishes' full length wool dress with lace collar for that.
Kathy, don't make me threaten you with Indiana again...No skanky dolls.No Jesus frying pans.No anything from skymall or infomercials.Except snuggies. A plethora of snuggies.
Beth, why is your MIL wearing a Jesus frying pan? I think that would make me laugh with or without FOTTSP.Now might be a good time to ask, is anyone planning a serious post for this blog tomorrow?My post on Good Friday is just a Gospel singer singing "Were You There". Who wants to plan something for tomorrow.BTW, I won't be online tomorrow. I don't trust myself. No matter how serious your comments will be, I don't trust myself not to forget and write an inappropriate comment.
I won't be on here tomorrow either...but for less altruistic reasons than Helen. I'm off work and taking my 8 year old to see the the Hannah Montana movie. The days I'm off work, I fast from the computer (which now makes it really obvious to all of you that I'm surfing the innnernets at work instead of actually working on a day to day basis. You all remember to come visit my shack in Heaven when you get there. Maybe even invite me over now and then to see your mansions?) Pray as you feel led about my slacktackularness.In all seriousness, Happy Resurrection Day to each of you. I'm blessed beyond all reasonability by this funny community of believers who aren't afraid to be real. I've spent a painful 2 years nursing wounds from a horrible church split and have been seeking God and asking Him to lead me back into a community of fellow believers who love and serve our Jesus...and aren't uptight about it. And here I am.
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