On the first Sunday of every month, our church has a meeting called Bridge Builders. It's about the direction of the church, leaders and ministries group up and discuss what's going to happen next and it's a HUGE potluck with yummy food. Eric and I attend because we are apart of two ministries, and let's face it, it's a night I don't have to cook dinner and have an awesome meal all for free.
Last Sunday was no exception and we attended. As our pastor was about to open up in prayer, my brother in laws phone went off. He hurried to ignore it and shut it down. Eric and I just chuckled. Not even two seconds later my phone goes off. I scrambled to shut my down as well. Not only did I get a dirty look from Eric, Pastor Brad thought he needed to shoot one my way, too. No sooner did I shut my phone down and Eric's blew up. At that point, Pastor Brad stopped and came over to our table and asked if everything was ok. He looked over to Tarren and said, "Honey, is your phone next?" With out missing a beat, "Nope, mine's in the car."
It was my mother just wondering what was going on and why she couldn't get a hold of anyone. The only reason Jonnie's didn't go off was because her phone was dead.
Yeah, we were "those people" at church....
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