We had this college and young adult group when I was in Grand Island, Nebraska.

Everybody was poor, we were all kind of relatively new to the adulthood thing, and it was

really, really fun.

And we met together every week, multiple times every week.

It was like second college.

It was awesome.

And one of the things that we did as fun activity was a debate series called

I think this was it which one is worse.

We divided into two teams for a whole semester, a fall semester,

and then each team would try to come up with

something that was very, very bad and then they would send a representative forward at each

meeting to have like a five-minute debate as to which of the two things is

actually worse.

And then there was an independent judge, a celebrity judge each week, really wasn't that

celebrityish, and they would judge, and then you would accumulate points over the course of the

semester and we made an agreement at the beginning that the winners would get to go to our friend Brad's super swanky cool house on the golf course and have an awesome Christmas party with sweaters and fancy drinks and stuff like that.

But the losers would have to be out on his patio in the snow without coats, no coats, no drinks, no fun. the very pleased to say that the losers upheld their end of the bargain. They

literally came to the party. They literally stood out in the cold and one of the

conditions was you have to act sad. You can't act like this is like

quirky or ironic funny. You must be sad. You can't act like this is like quirky or ironic funny. You must be sad. And they did that for

probably 15 or 20 minutes and then we just liked them so much. It felt like we needed to let them

in and yes, I was on the winning team. Likewise in Matthew Chapter 8 we run into a similar

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