Even Phylly watched Rev. John Hagee on the computer at her house this morning. She thought the sermon was really good. I think he is always good. He talked about the resurrection, of course. He said something I never thought about before, but it is so true.
"The angels of glory didn't swoop down to roll the stone away so Christ could get out. It was so we could get in!"
Absolutely! Jesus was already out. He didn't have to wait for the stone to be moved.
He said that Jesus COULD have saved himself, but if he had, he couldn't have saved us. So true.
Something funny Hagee said: "Inside the body of every old person is a young person screaming, "What Happened!?"" I certainly can relate to that one!
After church, I took a shower in the wrong shower again because we still haven't figured out how to get the broken floor in our shower fixed. Some guy named Tony is coming tomorrow at 11:00. I hope he has a better solution than the last guy who came last week. He appeared to be slightly older than 12. He was wearing a hat and had what looked to be a few self-applied tattoos. He was nice enough, but not what I expected. He was here a long time. He made a sketch of the ENTIRE bathroom -- the shower, the walls, the tub, the surroundings, the sink, the cabinets. I asked him why he was drawing the whole bathroom when all I needed was a new floor in the shower. He said, "You probably have TERRIBLE foundation damage with the water getting under your shower pan like that!" I said, "Oh, really, what KIND of damage?" He said, "I don't have any idea, but I know it is bad."
Then he proceeded to tell me that in order to take out the cracked shower floor, they would have to remove the two "marble" walls surrounding it and the glass enclosure. Not only that, they would have to tear out the backsplash all around the jacuzzi, the front of the jacuzzi, the two sinks and the backsplashes around those. I thought that was a bit DRASTIC, but silently thought, "NO WAY, JOSE'!" and didn't say anything to him. He kept drawing lines on his sketch, and I went into my sewing room. In a little bit, I looked up and there he was -- IN my sewing room just looking at me. He said, "Do you sew?" Well, either that or I collect a whole lot of sewing machines and accessories to decorate my house with. No, I didn't SAY that -- just thought it. I was glad I hadn't gone to the bathroom because he probably would have followed me in there too. Strange guy.