The GREAT UNCLE DAVE

It has recently come to my attention that in all of these posts I have never mentioned THE GREAT UNCLE DAVE. My mother's younger brother (he's only five years older than me) was quite an influence on the adolescent version of myself. Master-mentor that he was, he taught me the finer points of such things as flatulence jokes, prank phone calls, and Mad Magazine. Whenever I crank up Led Zeppelin, I think of him.

We haven't kept in touch as much as we should (he went off and moved to Dallas a couple of decades ago), but now that he's a regular reader of this blog, that is starting to change.

Happy New Year Uncle Dave! God's blessings to you and your family.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to all my blog friends. Have a great day!

It's a Wonderful Life

Showed a clip in this morning's message from It's a Wonderful Life. Now I want to watch the entire movie again. I asked the question, "What if Jesus had never been born?" This world would surely be a different place. I shudder to think about it.

Went to Wally World with Mrs. Soren after a program at the church building tonight. We're getting ready to have more family here tomorrow. I hope your Christmas is shaping up nicely.

Christmas Prank

I thought this was a hoot. You can bid for this on ebay:

You are bidding on a rare chance to traumatize a treasured friend or relative with baffling, mind-numbing, mystery correspondence from abroad. Here is the arrangement: I will be spending the Christmas holiday in Poland in a tiny village that has one church with no bell because angry Germans stole it. Aside from vodka, there is not a lot for me to do. During the course of my holiday I will send three postcards to one person of your choosing. These postcards will be rant-ravingly insane, yet they will be peppered with unmistakable personal details about the addressee. Details you will provide me. The postcards will not be coherently signed, leaving your mark confused, guessing wildly, crying out in anguish."How do I know this person? And how does he know I had a ferret named Goliath?" Your beloved friend or relative will try in vain to figure out who it is. Best of all, it can't possibly be you because you'll have the perfect alibi: you're not in Poland. You're home, wherever that is, doing whatever it is you do when not driving your friends loopy with international prankery. Your target will rack their brains in the shower. At dinner. During long drives. At work. On the golf course."Who did I tell about the time I got fired by a note on my chair?" they'll ponder, "And where the heck is Szczeczinek?" But wait, there's more. To add to the sheer confusion and genuine discomfort, one missive will be on an original promotional postcard announcing the 1995 television premiere of Central Park West on CBS. Another will be a postcard celebrating Atlanta's disastrous hosting of the 1996 summer Olympic games.Your mark will be at a complete loss, desperate for answers, debating contacting people he or she hasn't talked to in years."I know this will sound weird," they'll say, "but by any chance were you in Eastern Europe ranting about cantaloupe... twelve years ago... right before some show with Mariel Hemingway debuted?" When you decide to end the torment is completely up to you. If you can, I recommend owning up on 1 April 2008 - giving you nearly half a year of joy and a George Clooney-esque level of prankage. If you can't hold it in that long, I totally understand.

Check out the bidding here.

Beck's Book

Some friends got me this for Christmas. Yay!

Sorry about the lack of posts. I'll try to post more frequently over the holidays.

Church at Home

Awesome church service at home today.

Mom prayed.

Sissy played guitar and led worship.

Brother read Scripture.

Dad preached (although the sermon wasn't as good without "The Santa Clause" video clip)

And we had a one-cup Lord's Supper.

Snow Day

The weather is terrible today. Several inches of snow and gusty winds are a bad combo. I was up at 5:30 trying to decide whether to cancel services (something I hate to do). An elder called and we deliberated a while before deciding to cancel. Looks like several other churches made the same decision.

(update) Nearly every church in the area cancelled today. We had a Level 3 snow emergency in Leo (meaning no cars allowed on the roads except emergency vehicles), so I guess we made the right call. I don’t really know what to do with myself. Now I know what the heathen do on Sundays. I was shoveling snow and my neighbor (a county sheriff) came over and said “you shouldn’t be doing that” (what, I’m a middle-aged out-of-shape guy, digging out of 8-inch deep, heavy & wet snow, in a large horseshoe driveway — are you saying I’m a heart attack candidate?). Mr. Sheriff has a plow hooked up to his 4-wheeler and he had the snow cleared in no time. He will be getting some Open House leftover goodies later.

English Standard Version

Recently I purchased a copy of the ESV Bible. A couple of guys whose podcasts I listen to (John Piper and Mark Driscoll) rave about the ESV, so I thought I'd check it out. So far, I like what I see (I'm hoping to read through it in 2008).

For the first several years of my ministry, I preached exclusively from the New American Standard Bible (NASB). However, I started to notice that most of the people in the pews were carrying the New International Version (NIV). Wanting people to be able to "follow along" in their own Bibles, I reluctantly started preaching from the NIV, and have been doing so for about 16 years. Now I'm so accustomed to the NIV that I have a hard time preaching from the NAS (I tend to stumble over the words). My friend David Willis told me that he has the same problem.

I'm looking forward to exploring the ESV. Dr. Jack Cottrell endorsed it, so it must be good, right?

What say you? What is your favorite Bible translation?

Ya Gotta Love Red Green

A little advice for all my married and middle-aged friends (thanks for the link Gman!).

Happy Holidays

THIS is kind of stuff than can really get me going. No, I'm not upset about what Mr. Wildmon is upset about. I'm upset because this is the kind of thing that makes Christians look like a bunch of reactionary idiots. Aren't there more important things in life to be concerned about than whether Kohl's or Old Navy says "Merry Christmas" or "Happy Holidays" in their advertising?

Let's think about this for a minute. "Christmas" is one day, December 25. The "Holidays" cover Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year's Day, and yes (horror of horrors) non-religious and non-Christian holidays. People, it's not even December yet! Let me illustrate -- Mrs. Soren's birthday is July 24. She doesn't get upset because I don't tell her "Happy Birthday" in June. If I did do that, she would probably think I was really weird. I tell her "Happy Birthday" on her birthday! These AFA types need to get a life already. And unless I am mistaken, the purpose of a retail business is to sell its product and make money. It's not the job of Kohl's employees to promote my faith. That's my job!

If the manager of Kohl's approached me and asked me to distribute his sales flyers along with the church bulletin on Sunday, I would refuse (duh!). That's not what the church is about. So why should the church expect Kohl's to promote our Jesus?

I read a great line yesterday (I wish I could remember the source):

"The early Christians turned the world upside-down for Christ. And they did it without:

1. Saying "Merry Christmas."

2. Boycotting businesses that refused to say "Merry Christmas."

It is utter arrogance to think that some executive is sitting in the corporate office asking, "How can we really stick it to those Christians this year?" His job is to sell his product to anybody who will buy it. I'm sorry Mr. Wildmon, in your Christmas stocking you deserve to get a lump of Kohl.

Oh Deer!

Last night I was returning home after teaching the King's Servants at the Church of Christ at West Unity (Ohio). I was about 15 miles from home went two deer appeared on the road in front of me. I slammed on my brakes (feeling like Tommy and Richard from that scene in Tommy Boy). I missed hitting the first deer, but I clipped the second one in the hindquarters. Holy snikes! Thankfully, there was no damage to my truck (other than a few deer hairs stuck to the bumper). In all the years I have been driving (especially several years in Michigan, where deer are thick), this is the first time that has happened.

Sunday Communion

We had a fantastic service today. The focus was on the Lord’s Supper (for the whole hour). We started out with a couple of songs, then the offering (while the offering was being given we showed a video about “suppertime”).

Then I preached and led into Communion time. We had four tables set up (one in each corner of the room). I directed our “hosts” to go to the tables, then instructed the people to go and receive Communion when they were ready. After several minutes, the praise team led a cross medley (When I Survey, Near the Cross, the Old Rugged Cross) then I read several scriptures about the crucifixion and resurrection. That was followed by Amazing Grace (the Chris Tomlin “chains” version) and prayer. Then we sang a few more songs of celebration, and concluded with a rockin' version of My Redeemer Lives. It was very moving. Even the senior saints loved it!
What an awesome time around the Lord's Table.

Things to be Thankful For

From Mikey's Funnies

THINGS TO BE THANKFUL FOR By Peter Chianca

I smell gravy, and you know what that means: It's the time of year when we should all take a moment to consider some of the things we should bethankful for. Sure, there's family and friends and good health and all that, but there are also the little things that are so important, like the fact that you live in a country where no one can force you to see"Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium."
To that end, take some time this Thanksgiving week to consider thefollowing pieces of good fortune:
~ You don't have to walk around with an asterisk next to your name.
~ No one has illegally wiretapped your phone (that you know of).
~ You didn't pay $30 million for A-Rod.
~ You're not involved in a carpool with Britney Spears.
~ You aren't being sued by your own fan club because your tickets are too hard to get.
~ Bill Belichick hasn't been secretly videotaping you (that you know of).
~ O.J. hasn't busted into your hotel room.

Have a Blessed Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

The Lord's Supper

I’ve been doing a lot of studying and reading about the Lord’s Supper (for a sermon I will be preaching on Sunday). I told Tracy, “The more I learn about it, the less I know FOR SURE.” Some of the things I have been taught in the Restoration Movement tradition have very little scriptural basis. Some of our dogmatic convictions simply cannot be proven biblically. So I am re-thinking my theology of the Lord’s Supper. Do I still believe in it and think it’s important? You betcha! Now more than ever.

John Mark Hicks, in his book Come to the Table, says that we need to revision the Supper as a “table” rather than an “altar.” The altar epitomizes the atoning work of God in forgiving sin, the table epitomizes the experience of communion.

Eugene Peterson has a great section on the Eucharist in Christ Plays in Ten Thousand Places. “Eat the bread and drink the cup, Jesus’ body and blood. Receive the Eucharist. This is what Jesus told us to do. And this is what Christians have done ever since. We receive Christ crucified. We remember Jesus’ death and receive his broken body and poured-out blood for the remission of our sins. We hold out our open hands and receive what God does for us in Jesus. We don’t take what we are given and then go off and do whatever we will with it; we sit at the Table and eat and drink.” Wow.

He cites this poem by Reginald Heber

The Eucharist

Bread of the world in mercy broken,
Wine of the soul in mercy shed,
By whom the words of life were spoken,
And in whose death our sins are dead;

Look on the heart by sorrow broken
Look on the tears by sinners shed;
And be Thy feast to us the token
That by Thy grace our souls are fed.

Is This For Real?

Funny stuff.

Wal-Mart

Here’s the reason why you shouldn’t order a custom cake from Wal-Mart:
Some people in an office had a going away party for a woman who was leaving. One of the supervisors called a Walmart and ordered the cake. He told them to write: “best wishes Suzanne” and underneath that write “we will miss you”. Here’s the cake that was delivered.

Transformers

One of the fun things about have a pre-teen son is that I get to watch cool "kid" movies without feeling like a dork (because, you know, it's "father-son bonding"). Last night we watched Transformers. I didn't watch the cartoons back in the day, and I really didn't know much about Transformers, but the movie rocked! Lots of action, noise, explosions, etc. I'm sure it was awesome on the big screen.

No matter how old I get, I will probably always be 14 at heart.

Preaching

Tomorrow night I'm going to West Unity, Ohio to speak to the King's Servants about preaching. Kings Servants is a group of guys that meet each week for training/encouragement in Christian living and church leadership. It is a program started by my father-in-law Ray Merritt (he has done this in two other churches too). I'm looking forward to sharing with them (tomorrow is the first of three sessions that I will be with them).

I've been reviewing some things that I want to share with them. I also started reading John MacArthur's book Preaching. It is full of good stuff.

Race Day Pics

The marathoners, John and Renee Mitchell. Crossing the finish line of the 8K.

Post-race fellowship.

My #1 running fan.

Beore the race: Joe, Mike, Charles, & Beth

Race Day

The race today was great, except for the fact that my chip (an electronic gizmo that you attach to your shoe so your time can be recorded) came off somewhere on the course (so I guess I won’t be listed among “official” finishers. My friends and I who ran the 8K (just under 5 miles) finished within a few minutes of each other. Then we hung out for a few hours waiting for our other friends to finish the Marathon.

Running in Virginia

We're leaving tomorrow to head back to our old stompin' grounds in Virginia. I'll be running in the ntelos 8K with some friends. Some other friends will be running in the Richmond Marathon (I was supposed to run with them, but my training fizzled out over the past couple of months). Looking forward to going to church with Beth and Joe Thompson. Will tell you all about it when we return.

Brrr!

Okay, it's starting to feel like Autumn. The weatherman is calling for a few snow flurries. I'm not ready for that yet. Yesterday I finished mowing grass and burning some leaves. It was a glorious weekend.

Christmas Music

Getting into the Christmas Spirit a little early, I picked up the new Manheim Steamroller album and the Relient K Christmas album yesterday (because when it come to Christmas, who doesn't immediately think rockin' skater music?).

Old School Candy

We had a great Fall Festival at Cedar Creek last night. Lots of games and food, and of course CANDY. Does anyone remember the marathon candy bar? It was awesome. Another fave that isn't made anymore is Bubs Daddy bubble gum. We used to buy it at the concession stand while in Little League. It was basically a long stick of gum that was loaded with sugar. We would put so much in our mouths that our jaws would hurt after awhile. Good times.

Love my TransPod

I haven't had much luck finding a good gadget to allow me to use my iPod in my truck. Until now. Last week I picked up a DLO TransPod. It rocks! Clear sound, and it works on any radio frequency.

Sermonizing

Did some brainstorming/sermonizing with some preacher friends today. Shared some good ideas. I have a good jump on my sermon plan for 2008 (through October).

I hope to start blogging more regularly soon.

Breathing Too Hard

I didn't have access to television or internet while I was in Michigan. One of the first things my family wanted me to see was this. Ya gotta love 'em!

Back Home

I had a good time in Michigan, but it's always good to come back home.

Revival Time

I'm heading to Michigan today to preach in a Revival Meeting at the Gilmore Church of Christ. I preached there last year, and they invited me back. It's my wife's home church (we were married there). Her Dad was the preacher there until he retired a few months ago. I'm looking forward to the week. I don't know if I'll have internet access, but I will blog if I do.

Jesus Freaks

Last night I surprised my daughter (who will turn 16 in two weeks) by taking her to a TobyMac concert.

Thousand Foot Krutch opened the show. They are pretty hard, but they were great. Loud enough to make your ears bleed, I was thinking about the people who complain that our music at church is too loud. They have no idea.

Barlow Girl was incredible. Three young women who can crank out the sound and sing!

TobyMac is sometimes a little too hip-hop for me, but I like most of his stuff. And at the end when he went old school, revising Jesus Freak, I was jumping around like a 15 year old.

These Guys Shouldn't Sit Together

Hammer Time!

I Love Satire

Last night I stumbled upon this site.

Fake Pastors are those guys who are

Forever
Acting
as if they Know
Everything!

Will I Ever Learn?

I always get my hopes up, and then this is what the Cubs do to me every time.

One of our local sportswriters put it like this: So now you think this, maybe: Lou Piniella’s just Tom Trebelhorn with a personality.
He’s Dusty Baker, who couldn’t win for losing despite his golden pedigree. He’s Leo Durocher. He’s Jim Frey. He’s Whitey Lockman and Lee Elia and Herman Franks. Doomed to failure, in other words. Doomed to raise all the hopes only so they can make a gorier splatter when they hit the pavement, like a home run smacking Waveland Avenue in the midst of all those kids and dads and 20-somethings who sat on the curbs Saturday night, waiting in vain for one of their boys to punch one out.

Breaking My Heart...Again

I'm Easily Amused, I Know

If Biblical Events Were Being Covered By Today's Media

Something to take my mind off the Cubs' loss (from Mikey's Funnies)

If biblical events were being covered by today's media...

On Red Sea crossing:
WETLANDS TRAMPLED IN LABOR STRIKE
Enforcement Officials Killed While Pursuing Unruly Mob

On David vs. Goliath:
HATE CRIME KILLS BELOVED CHAMPION OF RELIEF TROOPS Psychologist Questions Significance of Rock Used as Weapon

On the prophet Elijah on Mt. Carmel:
FIRE SENDS RELIGIOUS ACTIVIST INTO FRENZY 400 Killed In Unprovoked Attack

On the birth of Christ:
HOTELS FULL, ANIMALS EJECTED FROM SHELTER Animal Rights Advocates Enraged by Insensitive Couple

On feeding the 5,000:
LAY PREACHER STEALS CHILD'S LUNCH
Disciples Mystified Over Behavior

On healing the 10 lepers:
QUACK PREYS ON TERMINALLY ILL
Authorities Investigating Use of Non-traditional Medical Procedure

On healing of the two demon-possessed men in Gadarenes:
MADMAN CAUSES STAMPEDE
Local Farmer Faces Bankruptcy After Loss of Hogs

On raising Lazarus from the dead:
ITINERANT PREACHER RAISES STINK
Will Now Being Contested by Lawyers of Heirs

Go Cubs!

How Dare You Criticize My Sermon

Insult your preacher at your own risk. Story here.

Looking for a Ministry?

I read the following ad in the Christian Standard. What are churches thinking? This is a church of 50, and they want to hire Superpreacher:

Independent Christian church (Restoration Movement) seeks a preaching minister to plan and coordinate, in conjunction with elders and ministry team leaders (the church board), activities of the church. Ministries—including evangelism, weekly worship services, Bible school, junior church, youth groups, and cell groups—will be handled by the minister in combination with the church membership. The minister will be responsible for planning and presenting sermons and training for Christian life and Christian service in addition to counseling, shepherding, discipleship ministries, hospital and new convert visits, and participation in all church functions and/or programs.

Is All Sin the Same?

I’m sure you have heard people say, “All sin is the same in the eyes of God.” But is it? James 2:10 says, “Whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles in one point has become guilty of all.” However, I think that is different than saying all sin is equal. Somehow I think that child molestation or murder is worse in the eyes of God than driving 56 mph in a 55 mph zone. In 1 Corinthians 5:18, Paul seems to categorize a particular sin (sexual immorality) as a greater sin (or at least one that has greater consequences). In the Old Testament, God says that there are certain sins that He hates or considers an abomination. So what do you think? Is the “God sees all sin as the same” mantra just a bunch of “sounds-good-in-Sunday-School” hooey, or what?

Cubs Win!

Going to the postseason baby!

How to Tell If Your Preacher is Blogging Too Much

Thanks Trey Morgan.

Crazy Cubs Fans

Yes, I'm excited that the Cubs are solidly in first place for the moment. But until the season ends and they actually go to the playoffs, I'm not going to celebrate too much. If a way can be found to blow it big-time, the Cubs usually find it.

But ya gotta love 'em. I've been a fan for over 30 years, but I'm not quite as crazy as these people.

Tough to Watch

It was a gorgeous day for football. Too bad I didn't see much football. What I saw was my Irish getting their butts handed to them by a mediocre UofM team. Towards the end of the game, I found my self rooting for the Irish to get 10 more yards so they wouldn't have negative rushing yards for the game. It's going to be a long season. It already has been.

Going to the Big House

I'm heading to Ann Arbor tomorrow to watch my beloved Irish play the Wolverines. The good news is that Michigan has no defense. The bad news is that Notre Dame has no offense. Nevertheless, I'm still excited about the game. I visited Michigan stadium when I was in High School (although it was not for a game). We were in town for a basketball tournament and some of my friends and I sneaked in for a game of Nerf football.

Remember, kids!

Smoking is good for you.

This Just In: Men Are Shallow

News Flash! Scientists have confirmed that most men prefer beautiful women to ugly ones.

You have to give a lot of credit to the National Academy of Sciences. Steller research!

How else would we have known this?

I Don't Think He Needs Our Help

I get a lot of lame, trite, insipid emails (most of them insisting that I forward it to 10 friends unless I want something bad to happen to me, or else I don't love the Lord, or some such), but one I received yesterday has to rank right up there with the dumbest.

Isn't this one of the most awe inspiring pictures you've ever seen?I am sending HIM to you because you are a Special Person in my life.When HE gets to your PC, please escort HIM to the next points on HIS journey. Change the subject line to the name of your town. Please don't allow HIM to sleep on your PC. The message HE is carrying is so very important and needs to continue on its journey. May God bless you as you do this. - AMEN
Jesus is walking around the World via e-mail. Please help HIM reach his destination. Say a prayer, and then pass HIM on to Bless others. Our assignment is to Love others and Spread the Gospel throughout the world! Have a Blessed Day and reach out and touch someone's life today! I just did.

I could spend a lot of time "going off" on a classic Sorenesque rant. But those of you who know me, probably already know what I am going to say, so just use your imaginations.

Send Jesus around the world via email? Puh-leeeeeze!

Six Years Ago

I was in Missouri preaching at a Revival. I remember hearing on the radio that a plane had hit one of the twin towers. Thinking it was a small plane, I thought, “That’s strange.” My host gave me a tour of the area that morning. It wasn’t until lunchtime that we heard what happened. We scrapped the Revival plans and simply has a prayer service that night.

Just a few weeks prior to 9/11, Tracy and I had been at the Pentagon. I couldn’t help but wonder, “What if…?”

I wanted to be with my family back in Virginia. After the Revival, I had to rent a car and drive home (I had flown out there, but wasn’t sure that the FAA would lift the “grounding” order in time for me to get home). One year later, 9/11 was on a Wednesday. We had a Remembrance Service. It was one of the most powerful services I have ever experienced.

Gotta Love It

A street near Northwood Elementary in Kalamazoo, Mich., has the word "school" misspelled on the pavement. Crews were expected to correct the mistake Thursday.

Grabill Country Fair

It's post Labor Day weekend, and that means it's time for the Grabill Country Fair! (Okay, so I live in a small town. It doesn't take much to get folks excited around here). I always look forward to the tenderloin sandwiches (and many other goodies). After about 20 years of selling spuds, our Youth Group is doing something different this year: Cookie Moo-sters -- basically they are homemade ice cream sandwiches. They are going to bake cookies on-site, and put ice cream between the warm cookies. Yummy!

mr T treats his mother right

The guys on the Relevant Podcast were talking about this.They said the video was hilariously awful. And it is.

Labor Day Weekend

Have a great weekend everybody!

New Sermon Series

I'm excited about the new series that I'm working on, Mysteries of the Bible.

September 16

Can we trust the Bible?
September 23
Is the Bible relevant today?
September 30
Understanding the Bible
October 7
What the Bible can do for you
October 14
Information or transformation?

My America

If you watch or listen to the mainstream media in this country, you might get the impression that the majority of Americans are a bunch of war-protesting liberal nutburgers. Not true. Let me tell you about my America.

On Wednesday I went to pay my respects and offer condolences to the family of 1st Lieutenant Jonathan Edds, a young man who lost his life in Iraq last week. The visitation was held at the building of the White Pigeon Church of Christ, a small country church in a little town of about 1500 people. Because of the nature of his death and the fact that he grew up in White Pigeon, as well as the fact that his father has been the minister of the church for nearly two decades, I expected there to be a lot of people there. But I was not prepared for what I saw. As I approached the building, I could see 20 or 30 American flags lined up along the roadway. The parking lot was totally full (people were parking in an adjacent field). The Patriot Guard Riders were there, motorcycles lined up in an impressive formation. These men (veterans themselves) formed a perimeter around the church building. They stood there holding flags, greeting people, opening doors, etc. Keep in mind that it was 90 degrees outside.

Inside the building, I’m guessing there were about 200 people snaked around the foyer and into the auditorium, waiting to greet the family. I waited for nearly an hour before I could say a word to Barry & Julie and their other sons, Joel & Josh (who are also serving in the military). As I exited the auditorium, it looked like the throng of people had doubled. The place was packed! I left, thanking the Patriot Guard for what they were doing. Driving into town I saw the flag at the VFW post at half-mast, with a message on the signboard recognizing John’s ultimate sacrifice. Flags were displayed all over town.

That day I saw Americans. Proud Americans. Loving Americans. Caring Americans. That’s my America!

An American Soldier

A few days ago I received the sad news that Jonathan Edds was killed in Iraq. The last time I saw him, he was an 8-year old kid in White Pigeon, Michigan. He and his family were part of the church I served. His father became the minister when I left. John and his two brothers Joel & Josh were great kids. Their parents, Barry & Julie are wonderful people. I can't imagine their grief. I'm going to White Pigeon tonight to offer condolences and to pay my respects to a great patriot. We owe a huge debt of gratitude to all of the men & women who put on the uniform for the USA. Please pray for their families.

Cell Phone Moments

Someone told this story on Patrick Mead's blog:

I love the cell phone story Rubel Shelly told with respect to his phone going off at a Funeral Home as he was giving the eulogy. He said he apologized to the Funeral Home Director. The Funeral Home Director told him that wasn’t nearly as bad as what had happened at a previous funeral earlier that week. This was the funeral of a prominent woman in Nashville who happened to love the “Wizard of Oz.” It was her request that “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” be played at her funeral. When it came time to play her song the wrong song was selected so instead of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow,” “Ding-dong, the Wicked Witch is Dead” came blaring out!

Who Let the Dogs Out?