It was funny to some. It was embarassing to others. It is the stuff books are made of.

A funeral was going on in the Sanctuary. The lunch was down stairs. There was a small hallway between the sanctuary and the upper hall, closed doors and dim light.

After the funeral with people milling about everywhere, the Funeral Director and the Church Secretary were caught necking in this small space. Both were married ( not to each other).

I was one of the ones who laughed .lol

Any comments? 

I'm chuckling now :) at your story.

My church story is about me.

I was prepping for Lent, I was a church school teacher and had taken on the task of doing the 'calendar" for the lent period.

I designed them, they had great stuff on them, lots of research and items for multiple ages. The cans were there.

I had proofed them multiple times for text and for calculating approx cost so no family was hit with too much spend for the cans for M&S.

I gave them to the church school superintendent and fellow teacher to put on table when one of them sucked in air....and had a look of shock on her face.

what had i done?

Well, it was supposed to be do random acts of kindness.

I had instructed them to do random acts of violence.

lol

there was a vary rapid usage of black marker at that point...and the story lived on of how you should never edit your own work.

lol -love it Pinga.

There was a fowl supper at a church that I am very friendly with. In walked a man and woman and their pot of mashed potatoes.

5 minutes later out the door they walked with their mashed potatioes. saying "Wrong church"

There are plenty about my ineptitude around anything with a flame on it.

Most recent, went to light the chalice a couple weeks ago. Picked up the taper, held the wick to the tealight that we setup for the purpose and ... the tealight goes out. Wick remains resolutely unlit.

Grab the matches under the chancel table (mercifully, they were there and not in the cupboard where they are supposed to be). Strike the match. It breaks. No unchurch-like language spoken but I came damn close.

Grab another one. Strike. Fire! Too late to bother with tealight and wick. I just hold the match to the candle in the chalice ... which takes about a minute to light as the flame slowly crawls up the match towards my fingers...

Mendalla

I feel your pain, Mendalla

My sister went to the wrong wedding. The names of the church was right but she was in Kitchener rather than Waterloo. Once seated what choice did she have but to stay?

She was at the right reception.

I took my athiest boyfriend to my home church where it was more uncomfortable than I expected for him. 

First one senior told him he had a shotgun so he was to treat me nicely. 

On the way out greeting the minister, he said how happy he was for me to have somoeone.  My bf said his friend told him to go to my sport where we met me.  My minister corrected him saying no, it was God speaking through his friend to get us to meet.  Now that friend jokingly says she is always right as God speaks through her.

Finally, as we were walking down the church steps hand in hand, another senior said it was a beautiful place to get married.  Awkward.

haha, those are just bad. 

Tabatha similair to your wedding.

Our church is 1.5 blocks from another United Church in our city.

People come to the church for a baptism, sometimes it is obvious to us they are at the wrong church but not always.  

We have over the years had folks at the wrong White Gift/Children's service, wrong Easter service, etc....but the ones you can see are the most confused are the baptism ones as they can't figure out why there could possibly two united church of canada congregations so closely together.

The minister ( kind of a klutz) years ago was bringing in a tray of cupcakes. He dropped them in the parking lot and through the window we watched him brush each one off and put it back on the tray. lol.