The Sunday adventure...

Well, we sure had an adventure this Sunday! Last Sunday while we were walking to the Calvary church we watched a well dressed fellow walk out of the apartment building across the street from where we live. I looked at Kelly and Dakotah and said something like, “he sure is dressed spiffy, he must be going to church.” We all joked about following him to whichever church he was going to. When he drove by he waved at us so I said, “Oh crap! He must have heard us talking about him!” It was really funny.

So, this Sunday, Kelly decided that we should actually follow this guy to whichever church he was going to!!! I was like, “oh man, but he’ll think that we are stalking him!” Regardless, we all agreed that we would try to wait for him at about the same time that we had headed to church the previous Sunday. Kelly checked out churches online and we decided that he had gone to either one of two churches, a non-denominational church called The Church of Christ or a Baptist church called Central Arctic Church. Kelly figured that since he was so well dressed he must have been headed to the Baptist church. We all got ready and sat out in the truck waiting to see when the “spiffy guy” left. We waited for awhile and then decided to just go on our own. On our way down the street we spotted what Dakotah and I recognized as being his truck. We waited a little while more, but when he didn’t show up we left again. We decided to head to the Baptist church. Kelly wanted to go there because the “spiffy guy” had been friendly to us.

We got to church in time for Sunday school. I looked around but didn’t spot the “spiffy guy.” I kind of gave up on him showing up. Part way through the beginning of morning service we were asked to stand up and greet each other. Who do you think was sitting right in front of us? The “spiffy guy” of course! I whispered to Kelly, “I’m pretty sure that’s the spiffy guy!” I hadn’t even noticed him when he came in.

After the service there was soup and buns. Dakotah of course went straight over to the “spiffy guy” and started talking to him and a guy she knew from school. Later when she came over to where I was I asked her if she’d asked the guy if he lived on our street. She said that she hadn’t so later on when she was talking with him and the guy from school I decided to ask him. He of course did! Ha-ha! Well, during one of the conversations Dakotah and I had with him, Dakotah decided to tell him all about our stalking him to church! It was really funny and really embarrassing all at the same time. He seemed to think that it was all pretty funny. His name is David and he lives about an hour from High River, Alberta, the place we nearly ran out of gas on our way up here. Yeah, that’s a story for another day…

I guess that alls well that ends well. Despite the embarrassing way we got there, I think that I will end up attending there. I even have a way of getting there. Kelly talked to the pastor’s wife and she said to call her anytime to get a ride to church. I really like the church. It’s mission minded and the preaching is good. The people that go there are also really friendly and it’s a good mix of ages. I don’t think that they have a college and careers group, but they do have a ladies group that meets on Tuesdays, at least they do this Tuesday. It was really cool because I met this girl from Zimbabwe! She has only been going to the church for two weeks now. I hope that she keeps going! Well this is it for now; Kelly wants to take me out driving, scary eh? Ha-ha! I hope that I drive good and follow the rules of the road!!!