Church today

Randy Fryman and I, when we get on theology, have to be the two most pig-headed people in this Northern Kentucky vicinity.

What I'm saying is, when we get together, we ain't gonna be mainstream.

So today we found ourselves once again discussing the rituals of "the church" and the fact that I refuse to attend this week, being our week of "revival." Maybe it's pride; maybe it's an attitude I need to adjust. I'm never sure on this count. I do know, though, that Randy and I both agreed that we were having "church" in the middle of the library at 3:45 this afternoon, separation of church and state be hanged.

"Where two or three are gathered in my name..." Randy and I made two.

"there will I be also." I don't think we were talking about Jesus behind his back. It's kind of hard to do that when he's everywhere, as he promised.

"Forsake not yourselves the assembly of yourselves, and all the more as you see the day approaching." Randy and I were assembled.

Today isn't Sunday. We didn't have a building with a steeple. (All the better.) Instead of instruments, we were surrounded by books and paper and computers.

And I felt a lot more encouraged and focused today than I've felt in quite a while.