Mission Impossible. I was probably watching Peter Graves do his thing when Tom Cruise was still eating his stained Gerber peas. That whole, “this mission, should you decided to accept it” [yeah, right, like you have a choice when you work for the government…] and then the whole this-message-will-self-destruct-in five-seconds thing. Simply iconic.
I wonder how often I’m given my own seemingly impossible mission, but choose to self-destruct instead. And I mean me, not the mission.
I like the story of an Old Testament woman named Hannah. There were few women’s rights back then, like, zero. Continue reading “Hannah’s impossible child”