Strange Encounters

Today was the first day I heard Pastor John MacArthur speak. I was expecting some tiny little shriveled old man; after all, the dude is seventy something years old. But nope. No shriveled old guy. He spent his entire sermon defending the criticism that his Strange Fire conference and book created. It was pretty compelling - just the way he spoke and formulated his arguments. I don't think I've ever realized how much Sunday sermons could be a learning experience.

I ran into an old acquaintance of my brother's today. He was actually my ride to church, but I didn't realize he was from Cerritos until we got to the awkward, obligatory "Oh, so where are you from"s that are so common in a large public college. Once we got past that part, though, it was pretty surreal-they'd known each other since middle school.

We ended up talking over lunch, and he told stories I'm pretty sure my brother would not appreciate... Stories that will probably take a long, long while before they appear on here.