One of the (many) things I love about the Bible is the unadulterated openness of the ungodliness of some of God’s most godly people. I really love it. It gives me hope. It also makes me appreciate the honesty of God as well as His patient love and affection. Some choose to see only His anger and frustration. Well, heck, if I had been the parent of these kids for several millennia…well, best not to go there.
‘Fess up. How many times have you thought that, or some version of it? You let someone cut in line in a traffic jam, and instead of them giving you a polite wave, the guy behind you gives you a not-so-polite one finger salute. That’s what I’m talking about. Just a little appreciation for the sacrifice, if you don’t mind. At least, that’s what mom taught me back in the day.
Here’s another good one—you choose to start this tithing thing to your church, and end up getting a rejection notice from your insurance company about those impacted wisdom teeth you just had removed. Now who you gonna aim your frustration at, hmmm??
I don’t mind heights; I really don’t. It’s the sensation of falling that I’m not too keen on. We took the youth group kids to Worlds of Fun in Kansas City and one of the other leaders convinced me to go on one of the big roller coasters with her. As the attendant buckled us in, my friend turns to me with the sagacious advice that, once we get to the top of the first drop off, if I hold my breath and tighten my stomach muscles, I would be less likely to vomit…
It was most definitively “not fun”.
It was, in fact, ninety seconds of sheer bone-wrenching terror, as I white-knuckled the restraining bar and buried my face into my friend’s shoulder while she laughed and screamed for me to Continue reading “Blind leap”