So I've been hoodwinked and hornswoggled into being the chairman of the worship committee at church. I didn't even want to be on a committee, let alone in charge of it.
Here's a paraphrase of how it all went down:
In all honesty, I did kind of see it coming. I mean, Toby got me to be a deacon in much the same way. Still, my modus operandi dictates that, until something is explicitly stated, I don't act on/with it.
So yeah, my involvement in the church leadership continues to expand. That's pretty hilarious.