Limitations can just be so darn frustrating! I remember trying to buy clothes when I was a 5-foot-12-inch teenager in a world of where 5’8″ was “tall”. My stature is one of the reasons I would choose to sit rather than stand in a group of women for a conversation, since standing typically means the discussion will be about six inches below my ears. It’s a bit isolating….
But then, who do complete strangers turn to when they need something off the top shelf at Walmart, right?
Well, okay, some of it (lots of it) is more than a bit gruesome and could rival anything coming out of Hollywood. I mean, why spend eight bucks at the theatre when you can read about the concubine who was cut up into twelve pieces and subsequently Fed-Ex’d (via chariot?) to each tribe of Israel?
And some people regard the Bible as outdated, irrelevant milktoast. Go figure.