We were sitting in the coffeeshop this morning, and talking about bringing more people to the church. We are getting a new pastor, and with this change we hope to implement an early and a late Sunday service, and eventually a gathering Saturday evening as well.

But the question is, how to collect new members?

Brenda announced that she and I ought to stand on the church's front lawn with our shirts held up. I winced. In a land where all things are considered equal I was gypped. Though, I am always tickled when Debbie does the laundry and accidentally gives me some of Brenda's brassieres...the ultimate compliment. Well, not to Brenda...

Brenda amended, "Ok, I can stand with my shirt held up, you can pull down your pants and give 'em your butt. You have a better butt."

"I'll just have to hope for a strong wind blowing against me to make everything look tight," I thought aloud.

"Well, you don't want too much of a wind...things'll wobble." It was her turn to wince.

I suppose the point was to bring people in, and not to frighten them away.