If you read this blog or follow me on Facebook or Twitter, you know that I don’t take myself very seriously. I take Jesus very seriously, but not myself. There’s just too much to laugh about.
Point in case: this past Sunday.
I was leading the church in communion. It was a somber moment, and I had just led the church in a devotional meditation. It was quiet and we had just taken the bread together. I prayed, thanking Jesus for the blood that he shed for us. Then I said, “Let’s take the juice together.”
I lifted the tiny cup to my lips and proceeded to accidentally inhale the juice. Straight into my windpipe. Real smooth Stephen. Real. Smooth. Does this stuff ever happen to guys like Mark Driscoll or Josh Harris? Probably not.
Coughing ensued and I couldn’t talk for about thirty seconds. I was pretty sure that I was going to just have to walk off the stage without saying anything else. Finally I managed to pull it together and croak out a concluding prayer. I sounded like I had just gotten punched in the stomach.
That’s why I don’t take myself very seriously.
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Yep, good point.
Church is an accident waiting to happen.
hahaha laught out loud
Did any of your people notice?
Just wanted to say thanks for this. Its nice to see a brother in the reformed camp who knows how to take himself a little less seriously.
At first I thought the funny part was the phrase "let's take the juice together."
You have to admit… it sounds pretty funny!
I believe it was Milton Berle who said, "Laughter is an instant vacation."
So thanks for the vacation!
Hahahahaha:) dont wanna be rude but imagining u inhale it made me laugh for quite a while:) Hope u are ok though…
If it makes you feel any better, Stephen, it's happened to me more than once while I was teaching class of 25+ high schoolers. Only I didn't have juice to blame, just inhaling the "wrong" way somehow sent me into a coughing/almost choking spurt. Imagine the whole group of kids looking at me with a "what is happening? should we call the nurse? wasn't she just talking to us in French? is that language dangerous?" look. It's just one of the hazards of having a job that involves talking all day long! I think God has great ways of keeping us humble…
Is that language dangerous? You betcha!
Love it. Thanks for the reminder to laugh at ourselves.
As a nurse/mom I probably would have jumped up thinking you inhaled the silly little cups (talk about an accident waiting to happen)!!
Well done to even finish the service! My own experience was of my two-year-old son throwing a major tantrum in the aisle while I was mid sermon and my wife was out of the room so I had to pick him up and hold him at arm's length as he tried to kick and punch me while attempting to continue a sermon about resting in Christ.
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