The thing is, I was already familiar w/Jesus, and knew that most Christian sects were much more conservative than my home church (the UCC), but I was not prepared to be fed lasagna and then get told my church wasn’t real Jesus cause we had a lady pastor. It was a real, “mistakes been made” moment.
*swallow* thanks for the lasagna, lady, but, uh. pasta la vista?
Yeah but my parents were 30 min away so I had to endure everybody talking about their first time Finding Jesus. I listened to like 5 girls recite these religious experiences but when it came my turn, I couldn’t even fake it.
lol. it sounds like a good story or scene though. "I found Him in my sofa, along with my phone and a LOT of cat hair. Wanna see?"