ouch!

ok.  so i got called out today.  by aanna.  aanna.  sheesh.

we were all the way into our regular after-the-service dance we do to decide where everybody is going for lunch.  it’s a pretty fun dance.  usually.

i had just finished preaching about the need for community and connection and to stop being individuals and stop living in isolation and embrace the “we” in our theology…and i didn’t want to go where others were going to lunch.  it’s my prerogative.  it’s my money.  it’s my time.  it’s my taste buds.  and i didn’t want to go to pei wei.  red robin was out of the question.  subway was my choice.  mine.

of all the food stuffs that go in my belly, asian food is one of my least favorites.  i like a little panda express once every few months.  but lettuce wraps?  come on.  i realize that everyone says they are the most awesomely incrediblistically great food morsels to ever inhabit one’s mouth, but…come on.  lettuce?  wrap?

and…oh, yeah…i didn’t want to go.

so aanna…sweet aanna…calls me out and says i better start practicing what i preach.  she even said she wasn’t ever going back to whataburger with me anymore.  she says the only reason she goes is to live out community with me, because she doesn’t even like whataburger.  i say if she just keeps eating the mighty whataburger with cheese, she’ll come around.  we’re talking apples and oranges…or lettuce and a mouth-watering burger made just the way you like it.

so i need you to “wei” in on this.  is lunch on sunday afternoons about community or satisfying your taste buds?

i think aanna and i will make it through this.  really.

#community #lunch