Which brings us to last night.
My family, a co-worker and I went to our church's last summer barbeque for the season. The barbeque always ends with a devotion and last night, the man who was leading the devotion asked me if I would read a passage of scripture.
My inclination was to turn him down. So, I quickly said "Sure." before I could overthink it and come up with the 100 reasons why it wouldn't be a good idea.
He thanked me and told me what I would be reading.
I scanned the verses and checked with my husband on how to pronounce one word and sat back and enjoyed the beginning of the devotion.
When it came to me, I began to read.
I should have checked more closely for words that are uncommon to me.
The scripture was Revelations 21:15-25.
In verse 20, there are a whole lot of jewels that I have never even heard of, let alone knew how to say.
I took a deep breath, and assured myself that if I spoke with confidence and just said them phonetically, no one would know the difference. Besides, no one else had a bible in front of them anyway.
I plunged in with both feet.
Onyx, Carnelian, Chrysolite...
It was on Chrysolite that I almost lost it.
I pronounced it Crystal Light and nearly broke out in hysterical laughter.
(Long few weeks and lack of sleep will do that to me.)
I summoned as much self control as I could muster and continued with the others...
Beryl, Topaz, Chrysoprase, and Jacinth.
That barbeque will forever be etched in my brain
as the time I said there were Crystal Light jewels in heaven.
Maybe I should go back to just saying no.
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