I Found Jesus at Camp!
He was underneath the table in the Dining Hall. I'm volunteering at camp this week as "Pastor in Residence" and I found him while I was helping clean. So for all of you who have been trying to find Jesus, relax. I found him.
It's a pretty cool gig being Pastor in Residence here. I get to do a lot of fun things. For my closing prayer last night in worship I set up a large pendulum in the pavilion, invoked the First Law of Thermodynamics, Newton's First Law of Motion, and quoted Billy Bragg. Life is good.
By the way, the quote I used of Billy Bragg was off of some interview he did on public radio and he was reflecting on faith. He was reflecting on space exploration and saying that faith is a man strapped into a tin can on top of thousands of pounds of explosives having been told that this contraption will get you to the moon and back and trusting that the nerds in mission control have got their maths right. I was trying to find the exact quote but I couldn't find it. If someone out there in interweb land can get me the exact quote I'd be muchly appreciative.