So after all being out celebrating the end of the professional sports season-I told someone I couldn't stay with everyone through the am for breakfast, even though I wanted to, because I had an obligation to go to church for my Sunday schoolers. We had the best time-literally pulled an all nighter; broke into the hotel pool and made memories I'll hold onto forever with my best friends. But at the talk of leaving...and to leave to go to church...there were jokes of the KKK and such made, but I still left and didn't get bent out of shape. My friend had the same obligation, but let me be alone in taking the party pooper title, and acted like I was dragging her away from Disney. I didn't act like the people I was leaving were heathens. Or beneath me. Or anything that would be a low blow...except for the one fellow trying to make moves on me...I ignored the crap out of that one. Anyway, I hope that if anything I planted a seed that we could have the best time and still be church folks.
That has been my anthem forever. The hard part is dealing with their outlooks that are so different than mine. It's hard to break that barrier to show that people have issues with religions, not Jesus.
