Saturday Night Saints

I think its funny how folks go out Saturday night and do any and EVERY thing!

From getting tremendously wasted to layin up with some random.

Then be RUSHING to make it to church in the morning.

Don't get me wrong.

It is NOT my place to judge ANYONE,

and trust me,

I do NOT.

The sad part is that folks do.

I believe that as long as you ARE in the house,

that is ALL that matters.

It shows effort,

right?

I know PLENTY of times that Bryan was doing the devils work Saturday,

and then I'd have to play Good Samaritan by dragging him to church the next day smelling like a package store.

For instance,

Last evening,

I was out with some folks who were congregated at a bar,

and that event was rather dry.

So these gentlemen decided to take it upon themselves and venture off to a club where the ladies take their clothes off.

This is fine.

The reason I bring it up is because one person asked another,

"Are you goin to church?"

and he replied with,

"I'm goin to BOTH services!"

And it was said with such vigor and confidence!

That's whats up.

I've missed church PLENTY a Sunday.

Like today.

Am I proud of this?

Probably not.

I can recall a time I was out with an ex,

and we had done some stuff that I know I probably should NOT of been doing with her,

into the wee hours of the morning.

YET,

She MADE me get up and go to praise with her.

Now that I recall,

that scenario was quite an interesting series of events.

But that is ANOTHER post entirely.

I'll be honest.

I have a habit of getting in so late that it's early,

BUT,

I CAN count on Taresa to wake me up next week for Easter.

Hell,

I might not even go out JUST to make sure that it happens!

Like I said,

I don't judge,

cuz nobody's perfect.