It’s Hard to Save Your Friends
Some friends are harder to save than others.
KCodlin: Stop posting songs on Tumblr. :-/
Molly: why? you don’t like them?
KCodlin: I never listen to them
Molly: you and kristin (and bran) come to church with us, and I will.
KCodlin: Wow, that’s a shot out of nowhere! Heh
Molly: hahaahha. 10:15 on sundays
KCodlin: I’m busy
Molly: we even feed you after! free food!
Molly: why are you afraid of being saved?
KCodlin: That’s when I make last minute fantasy football changes
Molly: hahaha. Sigh. One of these days…
KCodlin: It’s not that I object to the whole being saved thing, but it seems like a lot of effort.
Molly: sigh… what if you were just to give it a try. who knows, you may like it.
KCodlin: But then people try to, like… talk to you and stuff, right?
Molly: hahaha…no…at church you mean?
KCodlin: I’m not really into the whole talking thing.
KCodlin: You know… with people
Molly: people may come up and say hi…introduce themselves….but they won’t try to force you into talking to them.
Molly: you sit there, stand sometimes, sing some songs, listen to some stories, then leave.
KCodlin: Yeah, you see, that all saying hi thing… I dunno
Molly: you are in control of how involved you get. Hahahaha
Molly: ok, fine…I will change the subject…
KCodlin: But then you have to walk out of the, what do you call it… the place with uncushioned benches you sit on for 8 hours at a time…
Molly: but seriously, I will ask again. nope…cushioned chairs. no pews.
KCodlin: You walk out and there they are… people in robes and all smiling at you. Wanting to shake your hand…
Molly: hahahaahah. that is NOT how it is
KCodlin: And the whole koolaid thing? When everyone is all like, “the cops are coming, just drink this!” I dunno…
Molly: hahahaah. you’re funny.
Molly: I don’t go to church at a compound!!! I mean, it IS on EMU’s campus, but…
KCodlin: Compound… church… cathedral… underground bunker… whatever. You say tom-ay-to and I’ll say tom-ah-to.
Molly: sigh. And we serve wine, not koolaid
KCodlin: But it’s really blood, right?
KCodlin: I mean, that’s kind of gross. Really.
Molly: hahaah. symbolic.
KCodlin: Blood and skin? Who came up with this kind of menu anyway?
KCodlin: Symbolic? I thought that whole spell that you cast is supposed to really transform everything into blood? You mean that’s all just fake?
Molly: wow…God is really testing me right now, isn’t he?
KCodlin: Stop posting songs on Tumblr. :-/
Molly: why? you don’t like them?
KCodlin: I never listen to them
Molly: you and kristin (and bran) come to church with us, and I will.
KCodlin: Wow, that’s a shot out of nowhere! Heh
Molly: hahaahha. 10:15 on sundays
KCodlin: I’m busy
Molly: we even feed you after! free food!
Molly: why are you afraid of being saved?
KCodlin: That’s when I make last minute fantasy football changes
Molly: hahaha. Sigh. One of these days…
KCodlin: It’s not that I object to the whole being saved thing, but it seems like a lot of effort.
Molly: sigh… what if you were just to give it a try. who knows, you may like it.
KCodlin: But then people try to, like… talk to you and stuff, right?
Molly: hahaha…no…at church you mean?
KCodlin: I’m not really into the whole talking thing.
KCodlin: You know… with people
Molly: people may come up and say hi…introduce themselves….but they won’t try to force you into talking to them.
Molly: you sit there, stand sometimes, sing some songs, listen to some stories, then leave.
KCodlin: Yeah, you see, that all saying hi thing… I dunno
Molly: you are in control of how involved you get. Hahahaha
Molly: ok, fine…I will change the subject…
KCodlin: But then you have to walk out of the, what do you call it… the place with uncushioned benches you sit on for 8 hours at a time…
Molly: but seriously, I will ask again. nope…cushioned chairs. no pews.
KCodlin: You walk out and there they are… people in robes and all smiling at you. Wanting to shake your hand…
Molly: hahahaahah. that is NOT how it is
KCodlin: And the whole coolaid thing? When everyone is all like, “the cops are coming, just drink this!” I dunno…
Molly: hahahaah. you’re funny.
Molly: I don’t go to church at a compound!!! I mean, it IS on EMU’s campus, but…
KCodlin: Compound… church… cathedral… underground bunker… whatever. You say tom-ay-to and I’ll say tom-ah-to.
Molly: sigh. And we serve wine, not koolaid
KCodlin: But it’s really blood, right?
KCodlin: I mean, that’s kind of gross. Really.
Molly: hahaah. symbolic.
KCodlin: Blood and skin? Who came up with this kind of menu anyway?
Molly: wow…God is really testing me right now, isn’t he?
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