What makes this fiery condiment good is time. Good things take time and in general if we don’t take time, guess what, good things won’t happen. This principle applies to food and to us; to our relationships, everything in life.
For the longest time I thought being in love was going to be as wonderful as a Disney movie. I expected my first relationship to be just like Aladdin: love at first sight, magical carpet rides, kissing under moonlight while the animal sidekicks watched and smiled, the happily-ever-after ending. The only obstacle Aladdin and Jasmine [...]
The 20th century maintained this momentum, perhaps up until the 1960’s when the hippie movement of free love, peace and equality lead people to rebel against the personal confines of fashion and social trends and move towards a more simplistic, selfless perspective.
He had attended our men’s bible study and whenever we would ask about his experience growing up in the Catholic Church he would get angry and say little. And there was something behind his silence that none of us wanted to ask about, we had just assumed he had been another victim of sexual abuse.
Temperatures of 1,100 degrees C (2,000 degrees F) were reported…we could hear thousands, perhaps millions, in the background, of suffering souls screaming.” The information we are gathering is so surprising, that we are sincerely afraid of what we might find down there.”
A few Sundays ago, our worship leader introduced a new song that he wrote. Great, good that he’s moving beyond singing the top 40 worship songs wants to express his heart to God. Then I heard it. Let’s suffice to say that it was basically the pledge of Allegiance to the American Flag, set to music, with a chorus added to say “We belong to Jesus.”
I think we ought to only read the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for?
