We were running late to church one Sunday and we arrived right as service was about to start. When we got there, the usher handed us a bulletin like he usually does. Pastor Scott was standing at the door, and he quickly asked us for the bulletins and gave us two others. We didn't think twice about it, but we should have. We figured we were running low or he needed the inserts or something.
Earlier in the week, I mentioned to Pastor Scott that I had an annoyance with a traditional offering prayer because it went straight from scattering grains of wheat to collecting them, totally skipping over the whole sprouting and growing thing. He obviously listened, since he updated the wording slightly for the Offertory Prayer.
We didn't realize it until we started to read along with the version that he had printed in our bulletin.
We soon realized why he had special bulletins printed for just us and that he had to figure out how we would get them and no one else.
Well played, Pastor Scott.
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