The Bull of Life

I want to leave an update but the words just are not there. I have always firmly believed that if you are not going to tell a story well, you should just not tell it at all. Unfortunately this mantra does not run over into many other areas of my life. Today I realized at ten to twelve that I was supposed to be teaching Old Testament Class at twelve forty. No big deal, most of my lessons are pretty much ready to go. I just have to photocopy some sheets, and if I can not think of something meaningful to say about the basic OT Bible stories after 24 years of living in the church I may as well just give up. But today I was just going to show a Christmas movie seeing as it is the last class before Christmas and I wanted to make sure every kid in that class had heard that Jesus really is what Christmas is all about at least once this season. This should have made life even easier, but unfortunately someone had swiped the movie I had been planning on using (I say swiped but they more than likely signed it out of the library like I should have a week ago). I ended up with Veggie Tales "The Toy that saved Christmas" I had never actually seen it myself, but someone had said it gave a pretty decent message. It did in-fact give a good message, but it was definitely not up to par with the usual Veggie Tales excellence. It wasn’t brutal but it was awfully close.
And then there is Youth Group. We are supposed to be having our Christmas party tonight but every kid I have talked to will not be able to make it. Fridays in Ponoka Suck!!! First thing I have planned on a Friday in two months, I should have known better. But I have this horrible sensation that some kid who heard of it but never comes for anything else may show up and I will look like a big boob. Christmas just can’t come soon enough and January is coming way too fast.
I love you all very much, I leave you with this really weird quote some old guy gave me today when I asked him how it was going; "Take the Bull of Life by the nadds and swing it around a couple times, then let it go and wave your hankie at it, you may just get an idea of what if feels like to be me" Crazy Old Vern Klause