Driving along today I spotted this sign on a side road. This is the actual name of this place..the four square church. Now don't get me wrong, I am not trying to pick on somebody's beliefs really. I was just so thrown off by the name of this that I couldn't let it go.
Oh four square memories. As a child I had no coordination and was always out first. Not here! No longer do I have to worry about my inferior skills with a ball! No longer do I have to be concerned about finding three other people to play with! I picture myself playing with God, JC, and the Holy Ghost...I would say things like.."oh Holy Ghost, the ball went right through you again!! That's cheating!" or "Jesus, you can't use miracles to win the game!!" And if I win.......oh that's right....I get eternal life!
I imagine the inside of this church to look like a playground with four square grids all over. Its a huge tournament every Sunday. Instead of your Sunday best, you wear sneakers and sweat suits to church. I would of course spice up my outfit with a sassy pink head band and wrist bands. I would have the preacher autograph my rubber ball and display it prominently on my mantle at home.At this game, I can be the winner! Victory will be mine!
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