PPPPrrrrraaaaaiiiisssse JJJJeeeeesssssusss! (Sexul Choc-late)

As a WASP, educated American, and someone deaned "social degenerate," but most religions in the world including Christianity I tend to stay away from the church house. However, earlier this week, in the rush of having so many of my little (petty) prayers answered (namely that my pseudo-power bitch boss would be smite-ted by a raging case of stomach virus for a 3rd day in the row) I decided that I would go to church. Really I broke a cardinal rule of the Faithful and shot something like this up to Heaven: "If she's out one more day, I swear I'll go to church!". Lo and behold, Wednesday was "miraculous". 

Having made my deal with God, out of bed and off to church I carried myself this morning. While I tend to shy from religion these days I was raised in a church and I find comfort in going to a church like the one I grew up in. I must have somehow triggered an alarm because not two minutes after I walked in the Sanctuary (God's Living Room, for the in-savvy) I was greeted by the Pastor's wife (I only learned this later). 

All in all I liked this church. They take Communion every Sunday, they were kind, and I was the only one wearing jeans. This is a faux pas that I only condone in church if you have nothing else. Like the giant sinner I am, I stayed at Chaz's and didn't think to go home to put on clean pants.  I took notes during the sermon (something else I totally like) and here are a few. Just so that you won't be totally lost the point had to do with the "Healing Hands of Christ" and reconciling that with life's messiness. 

Leprosy= disease --> sin

Jesus cures this leper and cures him--> sinner is redeemed

Am I a leper? -->I am a leper, to a degree this is of my own choosing

Naaman wanted to see. Miracles are a show of faith--> proof that obedience is needed. Faith requires obedience and that is why it was scary. 

We are healed by obeying. Healing comes in all shapes and sizes, all faces. We are healed by many (thanks friends and You Know Who). 

Do I humble myself enough to ask God's help to be a healer? 

Any way, there you are pieces of my mind. Don't read too much into it.