I sort of got roped into going to ‘church’ today. My buddy Col needed another girl to sing for worship at Dalmeny Bible Church this morning and I happened to be around when his peer pressure skills kicked in (“Come on Kim, do it”) Well, that and I actually wanted to because it’s been a long time since I’ve been able to just hang out with someone and jam with a guitar and sing sing sing until I can scarecly sing anymore. So yes, “worship practice” was a really great time (ok, I won’t even get started on the whole concept of worship practice right now…) Anyway, I was at church this morning and as usual, it was an altogether mixed experience. Singing was awesome: I haven’t felt that close to God in a church worship music set in a really really long time. The sermon was….a sermon. I couldn’t pay attention. All I remember is the speaker talking about his flights from Texas to Saskatoon way back in the day when he was somewhat stranded switching flights in Chicago. Cool story…but I can’t remember how it was supposed to relate to something in the book of John at all. And there was a missionary couple going overseas to do door-to-door evangelism. This is through the same organization that I was with in Uganda….and had an altogether dreadful experience with, so I wasn’t to pumped to hear about someone else doing it. But hey, God can use anything right? He even used an institutional church to get to me today.