Not much barn but still a pretty interesting photo I thought. Here's a closer view:
Just to the west of the site of the former falling-down-barn is a soon-to-be-falling-down-house. I was amazed that the turquoise trim is still turquoise while the rest of the wood is so worn.
I don't know why I'm fascinated by things (usually barns) that are falling down, but I am.
But I decided not to dwell on that. I also decided not to dwell on Sisi's rock-playing-skunk t-shirt design though I will show you the picture. The ISAT is the standardized tests the kids are forced to take every year from 3rd to 5th grade in Illinois. The school had a Rock The ISAT theme to get the kids fired up so they would not feel left behind. So the school would remain funded, I mean. Our school has over 50% of it's kids living below the poverty line and yet so far each year we manage to pass whatever standards are required...so I guess we are Rocking It!
No, what I'm going to dwell on today is how my pastor (at least one of them) gives good confession. For example, today I was snotty in an email to someone who drives me absolutely crazy and this pastor knows all about it. I texted her and said "I'm going to hell for sure." Texts flew back and forth, I confessed to the email which I was clever enough to copy her on so she could see whether I am indeed going to hell for it. (Ok, do you get it that I don't quite believe in hell yet? I sure hope so.)
She read the email and then absolved me with this text back:
Ha! I don't even have to recite any Hail Marys or Our Fathers. Good thing since we're Protestants!
3 comments:
Absolution with ISATs and falling- down turquoise barn trim. You scored a hat trick on this one. Plus you have ranyeast atstim for your secret code!
I see that all the time I spent going to church and praying for you hasn't helped one bit.
You just outed my ASS!
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