Unfortunately for you, dear reader, I have been busy this week, so my thoughtful post is still percolating and all you are getting is the dross from my feeble mind.
I am in my church choir and we are currently practicing a song called I Choose Jesus. Every time we sing it the only thing I can think of is The Simpsons episode where Lisa gives Ralph a Valentine card that says, “I ch-ch-choose you.”
I ch-ch-choose Jesus. Alas for me, none of the older ladies around me ever understand why I am laughing at what seems a perfectly reasonable song to them.
–Jane, sometimes it is hard to be the young black sheep