. . . corporate jets lined up side-by-side. I flew into Louisville, KY today on my way to Evansville, IN. Tomorrow, Saturday, May 3rd, is the running of the Kentucky Derby in Louisville. Traffic on the ground at the airport was heavy and congested. Part of it was maneuvering around all the corporate jets lined up on the taxiways, and on the tarmac near the terminal gates. Beside many of these jets were limousines that had been allowed to come out and pick up some of the elite participants in the Derby festivities.
I have also never seen so many limo drivers standing at the bottom of the escalator on the way to baggage claim holding up signs with the names of their clients. Limos were double parked outside of baggage claim. Baggage porters were hustling around getting autographs of famous people--all of whom I did not see or recognized. [I am out of the loop.]
My airplane from Atlanta to Louisville was filled with people of various descriptions headed to the Derby. Among them were four members of a motorcycle gang, and several families with various generations on the airplane who gather at the Derby every year. One father remarked that his son who just turned one was coming to his second Derby.
I also saw something I have not seen in decades--at least in this number. Hat boxes. Many women had as carry on or checked baggage hat boxes of various descriptions containing their fashionable head gear for the Derby.
What, if anything, are the special things that happen in the life of a congregation that cause people to take this much care to be present with their brightest and best clothing, attitudes, and commitment? Perhaps there should be more than there are.
However, may the church folks be drunk on the Holy Spirit when they stand and sing the "Hallelujah Chorus", rather than drunk on too many mint juleps when they stand and sing "My Old Kentucky Home."
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