I graduated from Waco High. That speaks volumes to anyone else who grew up in the Waco area. Each morning, Vice-Principal Jacobs came over the p.a. system, sharing with us the daily announcements, always closing with a reminder to us as students to be grateful for the fine "edjumakation" we were receiving. I'm not kidding. He really said, "edjumakation." It was a running joke every day I attended school. Even teachers laughed with us behind the poor man's back. (By the way, my sister can do an outstanding impersonation of the man.)
I really showed my fine "edjumakation" tonight. I was talking with a friend after church about how Satan, knowing full well our insecurities, picks on them, harps on them, even dances all over them to accomplish his purpose of weakening the Kingdom of God. I was so excited about our conversation, and enjoying our mutual fellowship so much that I made a slight, okay, huge, error. In all sincerity, I told her that I hoped one day Darin and I would be as effective in ministry as Ananias and Sapphira. I'll save you the trouble of looking up these two. They were struck down dead by God for lying to the church (Acts 5). So, to my friend and anyone else who might have overheard: I don't want us to be them. What I meant to say was I hoped we were as effective in ministry as Aquila and Priscilla (not Elvis' wife, but the people in Acts 18 - especially verses 25 and 26).
Chalk it up to my fine Waco High edjumakation.
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