Mining Grace

This is from the funny files.

Yesterday morning I assisted in worship.  I was leading the congregation as we read out loud together the Apostles’ Creed.  As I was reading, something landed right in the middle of my bulletin in the exact portion of the Apostles’ Creed that we were reciting.  A jumping spider had hurled himself from the end of the pulpit mic onto my closely perched bulletin.  As nondescript as possible — while still reading — I flicked the spider off my bulletin.

“That was weird,” I thought to myself.  “I bet that will never happen again.”

The next time I was in the pulpit was later that night.  I was up to preach in our evening worship service.  I got up to read from John 4.  As I began reading it happened again!  A spider jumped from the pulpit mic onto the exact portion of the Bible I was reading.  Again, I quickly sent him flying into the front row — while trying not to lose my place as I read.  I almost broke out into laughter.  Though I’m glad I didn’t because I’m not sure how I would have explained that to the congregation.  “Uh, you see….there was this spider…. and, well…. this morning…..”

My assumption is that the spider(s) came from the poinsettias that were positioned near the pulpit.

That goes down in the books as one of those odd public speaking moments.  A once in a lifetime occurence…that is until next Sunday.