I cannot tell you how much I love our church. The people are genuine, kind and pretty funny. But most importantly, they're real.
After walking away from this conversation tonight I simply knew I had to blog it, for posterity's sake:
Background: during the week, small groups meet to read, study and chat about a passage of scripture. Tonight, after a particularly interesting discussion on 1 Corinthians 14, we had this discussion:
Ryan: You know Jerusha really likes 90s gangster rap.
Group: stares at Jerusha quizzically
Ryan: (realising he can increase Jerusha's discomfort) Ja. She even knows all the words to Gangster's Paradise.
Jerusha: *shoots Ryan a dirty look* then *awaits disapproval for her worldly ways/prayer/excommunication*
Kate (pastor's wife): Well, obviously. That's a really great song.
Jerusha: (surprised but still feeling the overwhelming need to defend herself) Well, a lot of it has a real social message. I mean, it's different than today's rap which is about beeps and beeps [For the record: I said the word "beep"].
Kagiso (pastor. YES. Pastor): Some of them anyway. Like Coolio, TuPac... (rattles off an impressive list of 90s rappers).
Jerusha to Kagiso: *mouth hanging open* You like gangster rap?!
Kagiso: The good stuff, ja.
And there you have it.: our pastor is a connoisseur of good 90s gangster rap. Just in case you really believed you had us Christians all figured out.
A more wonderful bunch of nutcases you'll be hard pressed to find. If you're in Cape Town, you should visit us.
Then, I absolutely HAVE to share this. Yesterday I got this comment from Po (a healthy dose of her nutty ramblings here) and it really made my day:
Apologies in advance if my sneaky blog tries to convert you. You know what we love to say - the Lord does work in mysterious ways.