So with Call Day two weeks away, I've come to realize that I'll soon be thrust into a congregation full of strangers, and expected to talk to them. I figure I'll be set for the first few Sundays. Those early Narthex chats will be all about basic information, and I'll rock. After that, my plan is to hand out pie.* They'll forgive my speechlessness if I'm passing out homemade confections, right?
|Mmmmmm, boy! Pie Heaven!|
*You may be wondering why I would pick pie. After all, it has a reputation of being finicky, and Pillsbury seems to be making a killing off everyone's fear of crusts. I don't mean to brag, but merely state the facts. I always rock at pie. Always.