(If you read this and come away thinking I’m against big churches, then you missed the point. When I read this to my wife, she said, “You’re talking about yourself.” No doubt.)
You’re walking down the street enjoying the day. Suddenly , you become aware that a celebrity car–one of those Lamborghinis, let’s say–is slowly cruising down the avenue. It is a head-turner. You’ve never seen anything like this. What must it cost, you wonder. A fortune.
And can you imagine the upkeep on such a thing? To replace a part would mean importing something from Mars.
You cannot afford it, and don’t even want it. You just look at it in fascination the way you would if the Space Challenger were passing overhead. “Gol-lee.”