So, although I've been blogging at this site for just a few days more than 3 years and participating on the blogs of others, I've never been tagged by someone to continue a meme. There are many of you out there for whom my blog is the only blog you read. So, the word, "meme" probably seems weird to you. I wish I could define it but I can't. It's amorphous to me because the word has meaning to me outside of the blogosphere and I can't make that meaning connect to it's meaning to this sub-group of people: basically, it's a chain letter but with a topic that you write about on your blog.
So Julie tagged me for this meme which was begun by John Smulo.
The rules of the meme:
1. Apologize for three things that Christians have often got wrong. Your apologies should be directed towards those who don’t view themselves as part of the Christian community. Alternatively, apologize for things you personally have done wrong towards those outside of the church.
2. Post a comment at the originating post so others can keep track of the apologies.
3. Tag five people to participate in the meme.
4. If desired, send an email with the link to your blog post at the Christians Confess site, giving permission for your apologies to be added to the website.
So, I'm choosing the "alternatively" option of #1
Lorinda, I'm sorry for letting someone goad me into telling you that you were going to hell while we were hanging out on the girls' locker room, supposedly creating an aerobics routine to Donovan's "Mellow Yellow" and the Eurythmics' "Sweet Dreams."
To the number of people who kept parts of their life secret from me because they thought I would judge them and tell them it was wrong, I'm sorry. I probably would have.
To the kids in my Sunday School class whose asses I whupped in Bible trivia games, eat it. Actually, though, Christ knew his scripture and probably would have beat the whole class at Bible hangman, too. I think he might have been a little more gracious about it. Since most of you were dragged to church without getting a chance to discover a faith of your own, I think it's appropriate to apologize to you here, also.
And I tag -
and you, the Christian blurker
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