To Mall or Not to Mall

One of the biggest events in our nation's history will take place thirty minutes from our home in Fairfax, VA.  I resigned myself a few weeks ago, when it became apparent that I wasn't going to win any inaugural tickets in the lottery, that I'd watch it on TV.  In my sermon yesterday I even mentioned how disappointed I was at having come to that decision.

Today our clerk of session dropped by and casually invited me to join her in her historic adventure of braving the crowds and the waiting lines for the porta-potties to be able to say, "I was there".  Watching the swearing in and speech on the jumbotron with 2 million other Americans has got to be worth the trouble.  Last night John and I watched a tape of the "We Are One" concert in the warmth of our living room and I for one could hardly stay in my seat.  I needed a crowd to drown out my off key singing.  

So - 2,000,001 - count me in.