One of my brothers, who is very outspoken about his plans to meet and date a
church-going girl, revealed to me this week that he will be attending church
service at Rabboni this weekend.
I was rather concerned
about that, considering that some of the congregants over there have miraculously added
new items to the food family of late.
As a result of his
revelation by him, I have been toying with the possible changes we'd be
witnessing after Sunday. And all I can see with my imaginary eye is lawnmowers
being made redundant; garden flowers disappearing and car petrol going missing
inside tanks.
So I had been wrecking my
brains trying to come up with a rather smart plan to discourage him from... not
from attending church per-se but... but from "going all the way" once
Pastor You-know-who and his ilk start doing their "thing."
It is Friday. He told me
about his Sunday plans on Monday. I still haven't figured out the plan. Then
something more miraculous than we've seen happening at Rabboni happened.
A fellow with very
advanced abilities to fore-see the future wherein Rabboni Church is doling out
food menus with unprecedented efficiency and precision posted something on
facebook. It is exactly what I have been hoping to come up with to reverse, if
not to manage, my brother's since-that-Sunday business. I swear this is what I
am going to point out to my brother on Saturday evening as he prepares his
Sunday's best.
Dumisane Welcome Mahlangu
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