The Tale of The Lost Dordt Students.

Last night I set my alarm for 930 so I could wake up and go to Bridge of Hope. I have not been there in a while and I really wanted to go. Being that I do not carpool or "go" to church with anyone anymore I ended up getting over to the high school about 15 minutes late. I had a hard time waking up...and I took my bike (lost my car keys) , but I quick threw some jeans and a tshirt on a figured I would be fine. I walked in to the high school with my flip flops on and noticed an old guy wearing a nice suit. Though I thought it was a little strange since most people at bridge dress a lot LOT more casual than that, I figured he was visiting. As we passed each other I said "good morning", but he just kindof kept his head down. Weird. hmmm.....so, I walked up to the side door, peaked in, and noticed that I was definately the odd man out. Everyone in the whole place was wearing a nice suit or a dress or dark clothes. I saw people look over at me and I almost jumped back. Confused, I slowly turned back and walked to the cafeteria where i saw another straggler also looking puzzled. I don't know the girl, but given that she was wearing a pink skirt and white shirt I figured we were probably in the same boat. We looked at each other and I asked "what the heck is going on here?"
"I don't know...these are definately not Bridge people though" she responded.
"yeah, No doubt. I feel a bit underdressed".
"NO KIDDING...compared to these people they probably think I look like a total slut"!
I giggled and we walked away from the auditorium shaking our heads. We split ways at the door, since I had my bike, and wished each other well.

The thing is......had that dude had come to Bridge with a suit on he would have felt dumb too. Acceptance/lack of acceptance in church is such a weird thing. I ended up reading a book behind SouthView for morning church...at least behind there I don't have to worry about fitting in.