Jeremiah 3:15-17 - The blog of pastor.ctj

Performance anxiety: Chapter 15 Sept 2005, Philadelphia,   Pa   L enny (not his real name) and I prepared for the event in similar ways that day. I am sure of it. I know because of how he said the Word “Oh” .   The band was doing a wedding in Philadelphia at a very expensive, gaudy, and dimly lit room. I was leading that night, and Lenny was the Maitre’D.   We were both subbing; me for Johnson (because the band was split in 2, that day. Johnson had Rev. & the Queen, and I had Summer and another brotha with me) Lenny for the house’s main guy, who’s Mom had died that morning.   Invariably, black people prepare longer for their interactions with white people than vice versa. ( I bet right now, that if you’re black, you’re nodding your head in assent, and if you’re white the thought never crossed your mind.)   And today’s preparation was two-fold. Blacks in positions of leadership have to call on (and balance) the oft-opposing mindsets of :   ‘Accessibilit

  "The Platter" November 2001, the Vanderbilt Hotel. There was a couple at the function. Your average Woody Allen looking rich guy, mid 50's I would guess, and his 30-something girlfriend.  She was wearing an extremely tight and ugly dress. They stood out for a couple of reasons: 1) The dress was a silver and black striped monstrosity, clearly not for an elegant affair. Kind of trashy, actually(and as it turned out, this was appropriate ) 2) Their behavior was wantonly sexual on the dance floor. They took 'Dry humping' to a new level. At one point coming dangerously close to knocking over the wedding cake with their arrhythmic gyrations. It got progressively worse as the night wore on, and by our 3rd set: Summer turned her back to the dance floor when they came out. Finally,the inevitable. The Music, the Liquor, the lust proved too much for our couple, and the woman began to pull her dress up as she danced, lower and lower she crouched, higher and hi