We fellowship every week with a great bunch of people. There is a lot of laughter, sharing and getting into the Word. Last night was no exception. We're working through the workbook, Experiencing the Holy Spirit. Great stuff. I don't agree 100% with some of the author's conclusions, but most of it is right on I think. I love that it gets you into the word searching for answers.
We wrapped the study up with some prayer and then Bob and I took our dishes into the kitchen. I emptied out the popcorn kernals and placed the bowl in the sink. Bob was over at the counter eating some food and I walked up close behind him and playfully punched him in the tush.
Only it wasn't Bob.
It was, in fact, our good friend, Dave. My face flamed hot and I know it could have lit the room in a power outage. I about died on the spot. I backed away, covered my face and bent over repeating my new chant: "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."
He looked a little embarrassed, but pointed at me and laughed at my red face. Gee. Thanks. Please let me sink into the floor now.
I made a beeline for my real hubby and buried my face in his leather jacket arm. See, he was over getting his coat on NOT eating at the counter. Meanwhile, I'm grabbing other men's bums.
So much for the Holy Spirit study. This is the wholly embarrased study. And being the wonderful friends we are, this will not soon pass. I KNOW it will come back to haunt me especially when his parting words were "I don't care who you are, THAT was funny!"
I beg to differ.
LOL Audra! I did the exact same thing about 16 years ago! I grabbed my dh's best friends behind, thinking it was dh's. LOL VERY embarrassing. Thankfully he was single, and I think he enjoyed it.