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Friday, March 2, 2012

I love this... church

"That'll preach!"

I'm afraid I can't give proper credit as to where this phrase originated. I first heard it from a dearly beloved youth pastor turned pastor in the church that I grew up in. It was used in various situations and circumstances when something was said or done that had significant redeeming quality and life lesson attached to it.

I get these "that'll preach" moments at odd times. I recently was sitting in chapel at Calvin Seminary and listening to a sermon when a complete different sermon on the same text was being written in my head. I do indeed hope to get the chance to develop it further someday!

Nonetheless, it brought me back to another "that'll preach" situation. I was in a country music phase (they come and go) in the early 2000's when I had first heard Toby Keith's "I Love this Bar". I was fascinated by the lyrics. My immediate thought was, "This should be our churches!" and a close second was, "That'll preach."

May the front (and back) doors of the church open wide and the Christians therein embrace all those who enter with far reaching and welcoming arms, so that all can say that they indeed love their church.

We got winners, we got losers
Chain smokers and boozers

And we got yuppies, we got bikers
We got thirsty hitchhikers
And the
girls next door dress up like movie stars

I love this bar

We got cowboys, we got truckers
Broken-hearted fools and suckers
And we got hustlers, we got fighters
Early birds and all-nighters
And the veterans talk about their battle scars


I love this bar


It's my kind of place
Just walkin' through the front door
Puts a big smile on my face
It ain't too far, come as you are

I love this bar

I've seen short skirts, we got high-techs
Blue-collar boys and rednecks

And we got lovers, lots of lookers
And I've even seen dancing girls and hookers
And we like to drink our beer from a mason jar


I love this bar

It's my kind of place
Just trollin' around the dance floor
Puts a big smile on my face
No cover charge, come as you are

I love this bar

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