This Tuesday, I was scheduled to give a speech on the Family and Medical Leave Act in front of my Business Law class. Naturally, I spent about three hours the night before writing the outline, putting together notes, and practiced said speech. By the time I got to school the next morning, I felt strong, confident, and fully prepared.
My physical and mental condition was closer to sleepy and vibrating.
As I was waiting in the hallway for my class to start, I overheard the other students talking about the visual aid that they had prepared. Curious, I asked them if visual aid was one of the requirements for the class. Turns out, it was.
I’d completely forgotten about that part.
Thinking quickly, I pulled out my trusty MacBook and opened up iPhoto. Since my speech opened with a story about my Dad’s health complications last summer, I found a picture of him. Borrowing a classmate’s flash drive, I loaded the picture into the projector PC and put it on the screen while I gave my speech.
My final grade? 100%.
I guess procrastination really does pay off.
I live in an area that focuses very heavily on what people smarter than me like to refer to as “folk religion.” I like to define folk religion as “Faith made completely from anecdotes.” By this, I mean that everything that an individual knows and believes about God comes from one-liners repeated by generation after generation of those wonderful old Sunday School teachers who are quoting something said by their Sunday School teacher when they were a kid, which has no foundation in Scripture, up-to-date Scientific evidence, or the greater theological tradition as laid down by the Apostles or the early Church Fathers. From folk religion come statements like this: