Noah had a nice butt?

I am not sure what Scot was on Sunday night when he kicked off the Sunday School Spectacular with the story of Noah's Ark. He was like an AD/HD kid on Red Bull and Fun Dip. I've been there, you can't stop. It's like eating hot sauce, you're fine as long as you keep eating it. Once you stop then it gets painful.

There is a thing called the "preaching hangover" where you wake up on Monday morning and you begin to remember what you said the night before. It reminds me of being in college all over again because there are so many similarities.

1. You usually get a call from a friend saying, "Dude, do you remember what you did last night?" While on the surface the call seems to come out of a heart of compassion, but really the guy on the other end is looking for a good laugh and to take whatever HE did last week off of the conversational radar. It's like passing around a bad trophy.

2. The morning fog lifts and memories start coming back of some really stupid things you said, in this case "There are some really great "buts" in the Bible" or "Noah had a nice butt."

3. You begin to wrestle with thoughts of guilt, regret and diarrhea.

4. You start making promises to God like: "Dear God, I promise I will never do that again...AND(say it with me) THIS TIME I REALLY MEAN IT."

5. Then you turn to your close friends for support. It might go something like this:
Scot: "Do you think I offended anyone last night?"
Jack: "Noooooooo, anyone who would have been offended left a long time ago. Like around the time when you used "granny got back" in a sermon. I think you're in the clear."
Scot: "Do you really think so?"
Jack: "Suuuurrrrre (rolling my eyes as I turn and walk away).

At any rate the preaching hangover will go away with time. You just have to let the memories die. Of course letting things die has become more difficult due to the use of podcasting sermons
and....heh heh... blogs.

You can download the sermon that Scot is trying to forget at www.exchangemcc.org

Or I may refer to it here on occasion, just to keep the memory alive.

Peace out homies.