Donald Miller spoke at church today. The jury is still out.
But here's a funny story. Somewhere in the myriad bullet points he was throwing our way in narrative form (one of which seemed to be that bullet points suck,) was a very articulate and moving one concerning the importance of fathering children through life, and it's metaphorical significance to how we slowly progress in faith. About that time (some seven hours into the sermon) a lady came into the church with her baby, and here's the scenario that went through my mind...
The lady keeps walking until she gets to the stage, holds the child up to Miller and yells "Remember that night two years ago in Topeka?! Well THIS is what happened, so how do you feel about fathering now?!"
I'm twisted, I know. You can't tell me, though, that it wouldn't have been the most awesome thing to ever have occurred within these city limits.