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Thoughts on Idol-atry

There's been an interesting gamut of responses to the whole Preacher Idol thing.

Some folks are hugely supportive and encouraging. A few have been tracking the percentages of votes garnered by my fellow finalists and done the math required to figure out how many votes have been cast so far. (look at the percentage before you vote, look again after you vote, calculate the difference which tells you how much of a percentage each vote is worth. Work that into 100 percentage points et voila!)


Some folks are interested, but doubtful. Preaching and contests just don't seem to go together, even though I remember these from my youth group days. (There were never many entrants. Most of us (myself included) entered on the singing track.) However, one woman told me she voted for me in spite of herself. She like the story enough to break her own rule. Once. That vote meant a lot to me.

Some folks are downright hostile to the whole idea. Last night at Dinner, I got a rather long lecture from a self described 'retired street preacher' along the lines of "Unless the Lord builds the house, the workers labour in vain". Apparently I'm on the road to egotism and, thence, perdition. And I won't win unless the Lord wants me to.

It's an interesting excercise in getting to know myself, though. I vacillate between wanting to win and genuinely not being bothered. But I do faithfully vote for myself every day, which probably tells me as much about myself as I need to know.

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