Today offered a unique adventure. Tawnya Smith and I visited the Hindu Temple for their Monday morning service. They were very hospitable and encouraged our questions. It was all so strange to us; we didn't know what to ask. The experience alone was educational. It was a hour of foreign chants and rituals that simply fascinated me. I figure, their gods must have short attention spans, because they kept having to repeat themselves so much.
The comic relief came when, in mid-service, a woman scolded what seemed to be the head priest for cutting the chants too short. "This used to take an hour, and that was only 30 minutes. I don't know what you did to it, but you need to keep going." I guess she didn't feel like she was getting her money's worth. Can you imagine someone speaking up in one of our services, "Pastor, your prayer and sermon were too short; keep going." (Ouch! That's not so comical anymore...now I'm convicted.)
The silly, God-like irony though was the obvious, big, red zit that I had between my eyebrows.
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