Sunday second service at Eastridge Community Church..
following a powerful worship experience..
singing strong lyrics like “nothing can separate us, even if I ran away, Your love never fails” and “I may be weak, but Your Spirit’s strong in me; my flesh my fail, but my God you never will”..
then while setting up our time of communion..the Lord’s Supper..a reverent remembrance of our Savior’s redeeming work on the cross..
I begin praying..
earnestly..
honestly..
but in front of 400 folks..
and somewhere in that moment of authenticity as I try to find the right words to express my genuine gratefulness for what Christ has rescued me from..
I refer to that “stuff” as CRAP..
apparently right there in the corporate prayer time..I thank God for seeing through all of our CRAP..
people wriggle with discomfort..
some giggle..
I soldier on as if nothing has happened..but..
Did I kill the moment?
Did I use poor self-control in a corporate worship setting?
Was I disrespectful to the Father?
I’m all over the place on this one..
part of me laughs..and part of me is embarrassed..I’m not a dumb guy..there are plenty of other words I could’ve used there that would’ve made the point..and NOT been a distraction..
anyway..you weigh in..









